I had my monthly check-up yesterday! I am happy to report that everything with the tiny one is perfectly perfect! There was one little mar on the visit, and that was the annoying conversation I had with the nurse after she had taken my vitals and measurements.
Nurse: So, do you guys want to find out what you're having?
Nurse: Any feelings on what it is?
Me: Well, when we had the NT scan done, the u/s tech guessed it's another boy!
Nurse: Oh, don't worry about that. ♪ She could be wrong ♪
Yeah, that last part was said in a sing-song voice. I will never understand why people think that just because we already have a son that we wouldn't be thrilled with another. The tech could end up being wrong, sure, but what does it matter to anyone else? My idea of a complete family is two happy, healthy children. I don't think it's possible for me to care any less whether we have one of each sex or if they're both boys.
I can see it now: we'll find out that we're for sure having another boy and people will immediately start asking if we're going to have a 3rd and try for a girl.
Um. No. No we're not. This baby factory is closing after this LO is born. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl.
Whatever will be, will be.