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This morning we have scheduled our 20 week ultrasound. This day is both exciting and unnerving. Today will offer us a better idea if the baby is a-ok, or if there's a need for further procedures. I'm apprehensive about our visit to the hospital as I'm sure more challenging news will be passed our way. What else could it be? And as if ready to offer up something to worry about my body is not quite right this morning.

I awoke at 5:30 with a strange piercing pain in my upper left belly, a continuation of what started late last night. It's like someone is sticking me with a hot needle. It'd startled me awake and then I'd fall back to sleep only to be awoke again just moments later. Never mind if I was/am on my back, on my side, sitting at my computer or standing in the shower, the pain persists and now occurs with regularity if noticeably less severity. What the ?

I get to offer up a potential problem today. Great.

So this is the ultrasound that looks closely at the anatomy of the baby. Checking for symmetry and twos of everything. And today us the day we could find out the sex of the baby. A highly anticipated moment. Except we want to wait, much to the frustration of everyone ready to purchase items for the little one. A recent conversation with a Greek friend of a friend opened my eyes to another reason to wait to buy things for the baby. To fend off the evil eye. You don't ever want to assume the best for you might just be dealt the worst. Now, neither Andrew nor I are particularly superstitious so this isn't why we'd like to wait. We'd just like to be surprised and simplify this process a little bit. Of course, others would say we are only making this more difficult.

For example I'm being told my Nana won't be able to make the baby blanket because she doesn't know what color yarn to buy. And my other family won't know what kind of clothes to buy the little one because the boy might end up with pink or the girl with blue. Oh boy. And what about the always cute and gender neutral yellow and green. This we were told is the universal color code for "the parents-who-didn't-want-to-know." I suppose when the baby's 5 months old and only in greens and yellows I should expect people to approach me and say "ahhh didn't want to know, huh?" But who's to say people will only gift yellow and green? There are so many great colors left, Red, Orange, Grey, Brown, Olive, Creme, Maroon, Blue... anyway doesn't a baby look cute in anything? I say yes! And besides we only need a few things at first. Onesies and sleepsacks

Well, we'll see. Who knows we may get in there and just change our minds.