insomnia strikes the night before the gender ultrasound

Good morning!!  My bladder woke me up at 3 AM.  When I was finally falling back asleep around 4:15 AM, Henry's bladder woke me up, and when I wasn't asleep by 5 AM with the alarm set for 6 AM, I decided I would go ahead and try to function on four hours of sleep today. So here we are.

Note: I was LITERALLY just telling some friends (on New Year's Eve) about how Henry has only had ONE pee pee accident at night since being potty trained. Then lo and behold, 4:15 am. That's what we get for not enforcing potty time before bed last night.  And for bragging?  It wasn't supposed to be a brag, but whatever.

Anywho.  Yesterday, Henry said, "Mom is your tummy getting REALLY REALLY REALLY big?"  My response, "I don't know, is it?" Henry: "Yes!"  Then our convo continued...

Mom: "Henry, what should we name the baby if it's a boy?"
Henry: "Josh."  (Oh yes, he has been stuck on the name Josh for about 2 months now.  Came up with it all on his own, or with the help of the Veggie Tales story, "Josh and the Big Wall.")
Mom: "What should we name it if it's a girl?"
Henry: "NO!  It's going to be a boy!  I want there to be FOUR boys." (That would be Matt, Henry, Sam, and this baby- Josh - who will absolutely not be named Josh.)
Mom: "What about me?  If it's a boy, then mommy has to be the only girl.
Henry: "No, this one will be a boy.  The NEXT time you have a baby in your tummy, it can be a girl."  (Thanks for giving your permission.)

So Henry without question is convinced it is a boy named Josh.  I did, however, ask him, "What will you do if it is a girl?"

"I will share my trains with her."

So sweet. Although, based on how well you share with Sam, I am not sure if I believe you...

Since I had some extra time this morning, I decided for the fun of it (and for the sake of this blog post) to take a gender prediction test. I must let you know that I put absolutely NO hope in this test.

The results?  Supposedly I have a 33% chance of having a boy and a 66% chance of having a girl.  Disclaimer: I made up answers to questions like "When you hold a string with a needle over your tummy what does it do?" Because as they say, "Ain't nobody got time for that."  (A needle on a thread held over your belly moves in circles, so you will have a boy.)  Apparently my answer moved me less in favor of a girl...

You should also know that at my 12 week ultrasound the tech "GUESSED" that I was going to be having a boy.  At first, I took her at her word (and cried), but then after hearing story after story after story of early ultrasound predictions (16 weeks and prior) gone wrong, I decided to not put any stake in that guess either.  The lady did admit that because of my retro-verted uterus, she had a pretty hard time getting a good look.  And also, they "guessed" that Henry was a girl at the 12 week ultrasound, also admitting that the view was not the best.  They guessed that Sam was a boy at 12 weeks and they were right.  I mean, they do have a 50/50 chance of being correct, right?  Let's not give them too much credit.

Regardless, as you know, I have come to terms with either a boy OR a girl, and at some moments have EVEN thought to myself that I'm not really sure I even want a girl anymore.  I have gotten to the point where I will be sad if it is not a boy today (and also sad if it is not a girl).

Here's to hoping we get a really confident 23.5 week look!

Side note: I can count on one hand the nights that I have had insomnia this pregnancy... which is a BIG change from my other two pregnancies, where I was basically nocturnal.