And baby is . . . . .

a BOY! 

We went along for our 20-week scan this morning and took a very excited Curly and Little Bean.  Curly has made it no secret that he desperately wanted a baby brother this time.  He even conversed with Daddy this morning about “What if the baby is another little girl?” Daddy told him it would make him even more special as he would be the only boy.

We arrived at the hospital and sat patiently in the waiting room, reading the posters as you do, when a particular paragraph caught our eye.  It said, “It is not recommended that you bring other children to your scan appointment in case there is anything wrong with the baby”.  Me and I eyed each other as we spotted the poster, so we then sat and explained to Curly that although it would be exciting to see the baby on the scan, we were there for another reason, too.  We explained to him that when they performed the scan, they were looking to ensure the baby was growing okay and had all of the right organs in its body.  Then they called our name, and we trotted off behind the man who would perform our scan.

Within seconds, the image of our baby appeared on the screen, and we were asked if we wanted to know the baby’s sex.  We said we did, and the sonographer asked Curly what he wanted it to be, “a little brother,” he said.  The sonographer took one look at the screen and froze the picture. “Well, looks like your wish just might come true; there is his little widgy”.  A huge smile spread across Curly’s face as his wish had come true.

I had mixed emotions – finally, it meant that I stood a chance of having a “Mummy’s boy” since Little Bean is very much a “Daddy’s girl”.  I have been telling myself for the past few weeks that I was carrying a boy as I look like I’ve swallowed a football, but every time I have done the ring test, it has swung in a circle, which would suggest a girl.  Suddenly, I could see all of Little Bean’s gorgeous girlie clothes, which I have kept for the next baby, boxed in the loft – time to get selling on eBay!  I also liked the idea of a little sister for Little Bean as they would be so close in age.  I know she will love having a little brother just as much, but you get these images in your head of how you imagine things.

My only fear for having a boy has been that he might be compared to Curly (who is not my child).  Having girls means no direct comparisons can be made, but I don’t want my little boy to be compared to his big brother because they will have different mothers, so there will be a different mix in them (if that makes sense).

The one thing I am certain of is that this little boy will be loved just as much as Curly and Little Bean because he is ours, all ours, and I can’t wait to meet him!