Last night while I was walking through a crowded parking lot with my hands full of heavy shopping bags filled with maternity pants and a few cute gender neutral baby clothes (first that I've bought!) I saw I had a missed call so I checked my voice mail and it was from my nurse at the fertility clinic. I was at first confused if it was an old voice mail and by the time I realized that it wasn't she was already leaving a message saying that our genetics test came back and it was all negative which means the baby is healthy and normal! I was of course very relieved but hung up before the message was over because the genetics test was also going to reveal the gender of our baby and I didn't want to find out in a parking lot by myself without my husband! I had a couple more errands to run before I could head home so I booked it like crazy so I could get home and listen to the rest of the message on speaker phone with B.
By the time I got home B was waiting anxiously for me because I had texted him the results of the genetics test to let him know all was good and that hopefully in a few minutes we could find out the gender together. We sat down and I dialed my voice mail and hit speaker phone to listen to the whole message this time. ....very anticlimactic. My nurse only gave the genetics results and then said to call her if we had any questions. We were both disappointed. We decided to call the clinic in the morning even though it was Sunday. I figured there would be a nurse there who could just get our file and read us the gender results.
So about 20 minutes after waking up this morning, while still lying in bed, I called the clinic and told the answering service to have a nurse call me back to talk about my test results. Low and behold MY nurse called me back a few minutes later! She just happened to be working a random Sunday. I told her we wanted to know the gender and asked if I could put her on speaker phone so we could find out together. She of course said yes. I put her on speaker and told her we were ready. She asked if we had names picked out and I told her we have our girl name locked in but are still fighting over the boy names. She said "well good news (I gasped, maybe shrieked, and burst into tears) you are having a GIRL!!!!" I started screaming and continued to cry while giving B a wide eyed, mouth gaping open in shock, "I can't believe it!" look.
So we are having a girl...I can't believe how excited (yes I can) and elated I am! I have had a shit eating grin on my face all day. I started texting and calling all my family and close friends immediately. It fun to tell people when my excitement is still super fresh, unlike how we have been telling people that I'm pregnant. Not that it isn't exciting to tell people that I'm pregnant but that has happened gradually and so much more cautiously. There are still a lot of people who don't have any idea that I am pregnant! We have yet to make an announcement on the dreaded facebook. I am waiting until after my next midwife appointment.
We called my mother in-law first because I knew how excited she would be to know we are having a girl. She had two boys and my brother in-law has two boys. My husbands side of the family always has boys. I have broken the streak! She of course cried. I had to force my mom to get on the phone so I could tell her. She didn't want to know until the birth but it was very unrealistic that she wouldn't find out by accident since EVERYONE else will know. I finally convinced her that she would just find out from someone else and be mad so she might as well hear it from me. She hates boys (lucky for her she had 5 daughters and no sons!) so she was happy.
I feel like we hit the jackpot. I have always wanted to have a daughter. I would love to have a boy also but if I never had a daughter I would feel sad. I am relieved to be having a girl this time around so next time it wont even matter and I can relax about it. It's so strange to think that exactly two months ago we found out we were pregnant and now we know it's a girl. I feel like my heart is going to burst and I will die of happiness. How quickly things change. And that is something I should remember before I get too cocky and self congratulatory. How quickly things change. But right now I am happy, oh so happy!
(I am posting a new bump pic if you are interested in seeing how fat I have gotten)