Wrong Ultrasounds

And I just bounced back...

Been reading a lot of wrong ultrasounds and it turns out it's almost always a boy thought to be as a girl. That it's always harder to tell if it's a girl. When the ultrasound scanner misses the "ding-ding" it's announced as a girl so off go the parents to pain the nursery pink and then shocked when a boy comes out during delivery.

A mother of twins were also told that she's going to have a girl and a boy and during her last ultrasound, found two peanuts instead of one, if you get my drift. So when a doctor says it's a boy, it probably it. But when they say it's a girl, don't get too sure a hundred percent just yet.

Anyway, last week was a hell of a ride for me. Thinking of having two girls is enough to handle. I mean, I KNOW I shouldn't rant so much about this. As Don would say, it's alright, whatever the gender is, as long as they're both healthy and normal. I should be thanking the stars.

However, there's just so much about having twin boys. I mean, for starters, they're low maintenance. Girls are to be protected twice as much than boys and being a girl myself, I know it wasn't easy. God knows how many times I wished I was a boy instead (although there are pretty huge perks when you're a girl, like, not carrying all the heavy grocery bags.)

So I'm deeply hoping they spot a peanut in there somewhere. Don wants a junior and I want him to very happy. Having a girl and a boy will the ultimate blessing :-) Can't wait for my next ultrasound (a little bit of dreading it) but I'm glad I'm no longer crying and bawling like last week.