Well before we got pregnant, my dad claimed Tim and I would have all boys, because my brother and his wife have had two girls.
Obviously, Dad was wrong.
But between that, and the initial low heart rate (it went up later), most of my family was so sure THIS one was going to be a boy! And at first, so did I! But as I started feeling more pregnant, I felt some doubt creep in… Maybe it’s actually a girl?
By the time we did the panorama test, I was feeling more and more like this little lab baby I was carrying was a girl. But really, I knew I’d be happy just to have a baby. It took us long enough to get here, after all. I do wonder if I would have been quite as excited if we were having a boy — I think so — but just like many women, I’d hoped to have a daughter. Little boys aren’t usually quite as into My Little Pony, after all.
Keeping this secret has been insanely difficult, but I’m glad we did. I’m glad Tim and I brought some family and close friends together to celebrate with us — not just that we’re having a girl — but that we’re finally expanding our family.
We settled on the name Charlotte — well, let me get this right — Tim settled on the name Charlotte after I mentioned in passing that I liked it. He started calling the baby Charlotte, and he wasn’t letting go of it. At first I wasn’t so sure… Let’s think about it for awhile, I said. But the more he used her name, the more I became attached to it, too.
For the next 23 weeks (ish), we’ll be surrounded by pink, unicorns, ponies, and all things girl. I know Tim is excited about it.
Now I have to decide if I should let Dad take my daughter camping.