Turtle not Hamburger

The girls in my small group refer to the odd ultrasound images of baby genitalia as looking either like a turtle or a hamburger for, respectively, boy or girl parts. Hence the title for this blog post. If you think about it, it’s a much nicer way of refering to the very different parts we all have, ahem, ‘down there’.

We visited the ultrasound technician yesterday (YAH!) for the long awaited ‘unveiling’ of the little peanut to see what kind he would be. And, yes, it is a ‘he’. Now I won’t ever feel guilty for referring to it as a he and not a she. As Josh put it, I don’t think any technician has ever seen a grown man cry before when seeing that it was, indeed, a boy. On the other hand, i don’t know who can see your little baby swim around and not get teary-eyed. I know i was mopping up my cheeks while staring at this little face on the monitor.

How amazing. I’m so excited!