Last Wednesday, my husband and I got the "mother of all ultra sounds" which checks baby's vital organs and gender (if you so choose).
There have not been any girls born into my husband's family in the last 60 years. He also has a son from a previous marriage. So we were not surprised to hear "It's a boy!" from the nurse.
Now that I know, it is much easier to plan and imagine what life might be like in a few years though, in reality, I probably have no idea. I have a brother who was a great big brother and he was not a "macho man". As matter of fact, he danced in the same ballet company as me and married one of the best ballerinas in our midst. He was and still is a clown.
My father is my hero - studies Buddhism, Aikido, and is a family therapist (though he loves his Monday night football!!). He was and still is full of wisdom that I cherish.
My husband is a scientist who loves literature and philosophy. I am surrounded by great men who enrich my life and the lives of those around them. I cannot wait to add another one to the equation.
Whether this little guy introduces us all to sports or is mastering a musical instrument, debating philosophy with his dad, or cracking jokes with his uncle - I'm thrilled and excited and eternally grateful for his apparent good health thus far.
Here's to the boys!!