I'm really starting to wonder if this baby inside of me is a girl baby or a boy baby. Only a few more weeks (technically two!) until I can find out and I'm getting anxious. The funny part, is that I don't particularly care either way. I have a boy and a girl already - so I'm prepared for anything as far as clothes, toys, gear, etc. It would be nice if it was a girl because this baby will be 18 months younger than Pearl - and two girls that close in age would be fun. But then again, Pearl is almost an instant middle child, so her being the only girl would ensure that she always had her own special attention paid to her (not that we would ignore our child, but you know what I mean).
The guessing has already begun. Because I felt sick with Lars and not Pearl - and not sick this time - there is some thought that it could be a girl. But when I was pregnant with Lars I only wanted Raisin Bran all the time (and scrambled eggs) - and that sounded awful with Pearl - my current cravings for Raisin Bran have led to some suspicion that it's a boy.
Perhaps even more speculative is my current obsession with pink. When I was pregnant with Pearl (and didn't know if it was a girl or a boy) I planned a pink Christmas shoot for 425 and became obsessed with pink after that. This pregnancy I've planned a Pink Balloon Party for Pearl's first birthday and I'm working on a riff on the Oscars that's pink and turquoise.
What could it be? Who are those people who have the patience to wait until the child is born to find out? I can't wait to know! Stay tuned.
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