A Boy Named Sue*.

Well, it's official, Bryan's been calling our son a daughter for the past several months! :)

We had our 20 week ultrasound yesterday, and found out that we're going to have a son in a few months! We're both so excited, although I think it's safe to say we were surprised he's not a girl. Not disappointed, just surprised. :) We had a girl name all ready to go... no boy name yet. It'll come though. I mean, worst case scenario, we'll just pull a Tom Brady and take our sweet time naming him!

LDB (which can now be Little Dancing Boy instead of Little Dancing Baby) was playing with his feet when the ultrasound started... how cute is that? Like Bryan said, he probably gets bored in there, what else is he going to do??

I've put a couple more pictures from the ultrasound in LDB's Picasaweb album if you want to check them out. :) Also, I will not be posting pictures of his little penis, as I believe 'em when they say that anything you put on the internet lasts forever. I don't want my little man getting mad that I was exposing him to the world, before he was even born! :)

*No, Sue wasn't the name we had picked for a girl, and no, we will not be naming our son Sue. (Sorry boss lady, no namesake for you. ;-) )

LDB: Week 19-20

(This picture was actually taken at Week 18... but whatever. :) )

Today is the big day--we have our 20 week ultrasound! Woohoo! I have been so excited and distracted by this prospect since we set the date for the appointment. We are certainly not the types who want to be surprised on delivery day with whether our child has girl parts or boy parts. I need to KNOW before I go crazy! :)

Bryan has been calling LDB a girl basically since we found out I was pregnant. It's interesting, because I hear all this stuff about mother's intuition and whatnot, and people ask me what I think. Well, here's what I think: I either need to have my husband stop calling our son a daughter, or I need to know it's a daughter so I can stop worrying that he's going to give our child some kind of gender confusion complex before it's even born! :)

When we had our 10 week ultrasound, I referred to it as a girl without thinking about it. I've also had several dreams it's a boy. So... I have no prediction.

Of course, not having a prediction doesn't mean I can't get one! There are so many quizzes and methods you can use on the internet to determine if you're having a boy or a girl that, truly, what's the use of an ultrasound?

• The childbirth.org quiz, which puts a bunch of prediction methods together, tells me it's a boy.
• The Chinese Gender Chart tells me it's a girl.
• The heart rate prediction method tells me it's a girl.
• The Drano Gender Predictor test tells me it's a... wait a minute, people actually pour their own urine in a cup of crystal Drano to try to figure out the sex of their baby?! Um, no. I will not be doing that.

They also sell kits at drug stores you can use to tell you what you're having. Given it has a 50% chance of being right, obviously it works well enough for enough people that they keep selling them!

Anyway, as long as this baby exposes itself like we want it to this afternoon, we'll know in a few short hours if we're expecting a little miss or little mister Klinger in a few months!

Apart from eagerly anticipating today's appointment, all has been going well. We switched OBs to a doc here at MCV that Bryan and I both really liked. We'll see him again today after our ultrasound.

I've been feeling good, apart from being downright exhausted and apart from trying to get used to all this extra business in my midsection. Talk about throwing off your center of gravity! I find myself making grunting and groaning noises when trying to do something as simple as get off the couch ALREADY. And if you know me, you know that I am not a fan of extraneous human noisemaking. I like when people do things quietly. But I'm quickly learning that in some cases, you just feel like you have to make a noise to make it happen. I can tell I'm going to be annoying the hell out of myself before this is all over with. :)

The other day I tried to put on a pair of pants that had always been too big for me and that had been carrying me pretty far along into my pregnancy. Definitely can't button them. For some reason I thought I was going to be able to, but I had to accept that it's all-maternity-all-the-time for me from here on out. Sexy.

Anyway, sorry for the lack of updates. I'm going to try to do better. Once we know what LDB is going to be, I feel like I can really get rolling on planning for (meaning SHOPPING FOR) this tiny dancer, and that's gonna be all kinds of fun. :)