Finally, I had my second ultrasound. This means that I already have an idea what’s the gender of the little creature that is temporarily residing in my womb. My first ultrasound was done when I was 10 weeks pregnant. By that time, the gender is still undetermined.
A flashback:
Whenever someone asked me what gender I would prefer for my first born child, I would loudly say, a boy. And if they asked why, I simply utter “I want someone who will continue my hubby’s ancestry.”
My husband has 2 siblings (a brother and a sister). Obviously his three nephews from his sister are already using their father’s surname instead of Jesoro. His older brother has also three children and they are all girls. These 3 nieces of him (though they are all jesoro at this time) will marry and soon adopt the surname of their husband.
They predicted.
A lot of people predicted that the child I am bearing seems to be a boy. Only two or three said that it is a girl.
I hate surprises.
I am always excited about my baby’s gender. And because I hate surprises, I immediately went to my obgyne’s clinic as soon as I was informed that her sonographer is already available. I was expecting that the ultrasound result will just confirmed the prediction of most people I know is right. But unfortunately, those two or three people who predicted that it is a girl are the ones who won.
A bit sad but thankful still.
Honestly, I felt a little sad when I heard the sonographer telling it’s a girl. However, my sadness was immediately overcome when I realized that it’s not actually the gender that matters most. What is more important is to have a baby that is healthy and normal. So I am crossing my fingers that once the big comes, I hope I am able to safely and successfully delivery a healthy and normal baby girl.
