Up until the very last possible second I had no idea whether or not I wanted to find out little Omi's gender. I really have no preference this time around, boy or girl, and so I figured why find out? But, if we did find out, and Omi turned out to be a girl, there's a lot of stuff in our house I could go through and get rid of now, allowing me to make some much needed space around here. So I've been going back and forth for quite awhile now, figuring we probably would find out since Josh really wanted to know.
So, back to the ultrasound, she (the tech) put off checking out Omi's "private parts" until the end so I could have a few more minutes to decide. When it was time she said she had to check and did I want to know or did I want to turn my head for a few minutes? I took the plunge and decided to find out. So, the tech starts to scan that area and says, "Okay, checking the genitalia...and...look familiar?" That's right, sweet little Omi is a boy! Oh boy, another boy. I guess this means the blog title is safe. And for those wondering, we're both thrilled. Like I said, I would have been happy either way, but I'm almost a little relieved, if you can understand that. I know boys, I can handle boys, boys are what we're really set up for, so this is a fantastic thing. (Sorry, though, to all the grandmothers who really wanted a little granddaughter. I guess it's up to your other children now. Fa-la-la-la-lols.)
The tech tried to get a good shot of Omi's face so she could give us one of those 4D ultrasound pictures, but the little bugger kept putting his hands/the umbilical cord in front of his face so she couldn't get a good enough shot. I'm okay with that though because those pictures kind of creep me out. Sorry to whomever I might insult right now, but I don't find them cute at all. I'll look at your picture of your kid and say, "Oh, how nice" but that's about it. However, at one point, she had taken this one shot and had pulled it up on the screen. She was moving the picture around trying to see if it looked any better from a different angle (I had no idea the technology behind the creepy pictures was so cool), and at one point she paused the picture and I gasped. From that one angle, he looked just like Deacon. Eerie.
BUT, like I said, no good shots of his face, so we were sent home without a 4D of his head. We did, however get a 4D shot of his sweet little feet, which makes me happy since their little feet are my favorite parts. I'm not sure why, but something about seeing the feet on the ultrasound is what makes my heart melt most.
That's one serious ankle bone, huh?
So there you have it. We're having a boy, we don't have a name so I'm using OhMiGuh (Omi) for now, and I'm still due in the beginning of May sometime (the 13th is the due date, but we all know how accurate that is). Yay.