So the tech said she's 90% sure it's a girl.
Sometimes it looked like a boy, others, nothing.
SIGH.
I'm going with girl since it sure seems she's
starting early with giving me headaches.
And making me eat whole LARGE bags of PB M&M's.
My pants aren't fitting. My fat maternity pants.
This happened with Charly too.
It must be the female hormones.
They equal large backside.
I guess the batch of fudge & no bake cookies
last week didn't help either.
She was also caught yakking it up in there.
Seriously, her mouth was constantly moving.
Open close, open close.
That's what we girls do well.
I have another appointment tomorrow.
Maybe it will be more clear.
So maybe it's a Lewis or Luke.
Or Elliot Joy Olee, or Riley or Claire.
Hmmm.