Boy vs. Girl

We are in the stage of getting near the anatomy scan and trying to guess what it is. 

If you ask Jason, it is a boy no doubt.  He wants a boy that he can groom into the world’s most awesome football player.  The boy name we end up with happen because it will sound good over the loud speaker - ‘And that was So-and-So Smith with the sack!’  Leslie + Will found out that they are having a little boy and so it would be fun to have boy cousins that are that close together.

My mom thinks we are having a little girl.  Not sure why she has that inkling, but we’ll see.

My cousin in Minnesota is 34/34 (or something like that) when it comes to picking the sex correctly.  She picked Leslie’s correctly from half way across the country and only conversing over Skype!  You best believe we are going to have a Skype date soon so I can get her vibe!

I am seriously in the middle.  On one hand I do want a boy because I am not girly – AT ALL!  I was a sports player and I think it would be awesome to have a little boy to teach sports to and watch Jason be able to spend time with him over sports. 

On the other hand, I would be ok with a girl.  I am not a huge fan of all the princess stuff and I’m not sure how I would handle all of that.  I’m doing ok with Anna and the Disney Princess stuff, but I’m not ok with a little girl believing she is a princess.  There is a sense of entitlement there that I am not down with.  I am the Momma and what I say goes no matter your political status.  Now that I have hopped off my soapbox, let me continue!  I have watched Anna grow up and that has been so fun.  Girls are so smart and pick stuff up so quickly and really develop into little women.  My little girl is going to pay me back big time for my sass and I’m going to love every second of it.

If you would have asked me 3 weeks ago what I wanted I would have said a boy, hands down.  I want a little curly blond thing running all over the place.  Then, I went to Jason’s football game with Mom, Deddy, + Anna.  On my right hand side were three boys under the age of 4.  They were ALL OVER THE PLACE.  They were running on the field, running on the big sink hole behind us, wrestling over the football, slamming each other into the fence, and NEVER SAT DOWN.  On my left hand side was Anna.  She sat in her seat, asked me questions about the band, asked me if we were winning, asked me where Jason was, ate a little bit, drank a little bit (still sitting down the whole time), and eventually got up and played a little football with JP. 

So after that night I am perfectly ok with having a little girl.  Little girls are not going to be ALL princess.  It is a phase.  I do love little girl clothes and I can teach a girl to play sports just like I can a boy.  She can be sassy as hell and better than any boy at anything she wants to do.

At the end of the day, I do not have a preference.  People always say they want a healthy baby and I always thought that was a cliché answer, but I am truly at that place.  What ever this little rapidly developing thing is, I am honored to be his/her mommy.

So October 11th is the big day.  I will be sure to keep you posted.  But just for fun, let’s lay down some bets.  What do you think it is going to be?