I spent a pretty large portion of my pregnancy so far inadvertently almost using feminine pronouns. I was pretty sure it was a girl but hesitated whenever I thought about buying anything- so I wasn't 100% convinced. We were hoping for a girl so I kept thinking girlie thoughts lol.
They took me back for my scan on Friday and I had a full bladder as requested. Too full apparently because I had to tell the tech, "I'm sorry, I can't. I have to pee or else the moment you start pushing on me, I am going to burst". Thankfully she was awesome about it because I really didn't have a choice in the matter lol.
She did most of the anatomy scans that she needed and then she went to get DH and SIL out of the waiting room. Our previous visit had been in a room the size of a closet so I left the kids with MIL but this room was much larger so I regret that.
When she left to go get DH and SIL, I had this absolutely overwhelming feeling that I was wrong. It was a boy. I just knew it at that moment. Admittedly, I was a bit disappointed at this revelation but I spent the next few minutes psyching myself up about how fun boys are and bracing myself for the possibility of a boy - just in case.
Everyone came back into the room, did a few more scans and then showed us what was unmistakably a penis and scrotum! So after what felt like a very long wait (I was 20w2d), we now know IT'S A BOY!!!!!!!
We still have no idea what his name will be. We are terrible at picking out boys names because we hate everything. There are so many more nice girls names (and clothes...). We'll figure it out eventually though lol.