And it's a ....(drumrolls, trumpets)...

...BOY!

Yes! It can be that sudden. There can be drum rolls and trumpets but not always! Life..sigh!

So, Mommy and I tidied up for our trek to the Ultrasound Shop. I wore a clean pair of jeans, for a change. The air was clean, traffic light, mood high and heartbeat running. Every passing second was bringing me closer to knowing whether it's a boy or a girl. It was my nervous moment. Not that it mattered what the result was, but all my intuition and theories were put to test. Also, several romantic conversations with her and noisy parties with friends came to my mind in a flash - all the stupid fight over why girls or boys are better than boys or girls.

Pink or Blue! (... yeah! I know it's a cliche!)

 At the hospital, we were made to wait a while, and then, led through the hallway, to the room where it would be revealed. A room with a giant truth machine! The technician arrived, put some jelly on her belly, and began probing.

She kept speaking as she monitored.. legs alright.. hands alright... eyes are okay... the head looks like a human head... all seems to be okay.... yeah, you see that thing.. so he is a boy... the toes are alright, fingers are five, kidney. liver, stomach ....

It was over before I even knew it. Now I knew it's a boy!

The walk home was pretty interesting. Strange thoughts bubbled up as I saw little girls dressed in pink and wearing pony tails and giggling, and little boys dressed in blue and jumping pushing and shoving. (this is the most stereotypical post I have written, but that's how it felt that day!)

I know now!