Molly and I had a wonderful visit with an Ultrasound machine today.  This week will mark the 20th week of Molly’s pregnancy, so for those of you familiar with the progression of growing baby, we are in a prime spot to find out what kind of baby we’re going to have.  Some people decide to wait and never find out until the baby is born, we gave all of about .0001 seconds to that idea, (and that’s a little generous, it was probably even less than that) there’s no way we weren’t going to find out.

I’ve always felt for some reason that we were going to have a girl.  Maybe it’s because my dad has put a bounty out for the first granddaughter in my family and having never won any kind of contest in my life (you know, like drawings in school for candy bars or a new trapper keeper) I thought this might be my best shot.  Even after I had a dream a few weeks back about having a little boy, I stayed true to my initial thought.  Molly on the other hand, never having been much of a betting woman (even though she picked the right horse at the Preakness) just flat out refused to say one way or the other.  She didn’t want to be wrong so the best way to avoid that possibility was not even making a guess.  Solid rationale, but lacking in the fun category.  Just between me and you though, I think she was definitely leaning towards a girl also.

Side Note:  Another probable reason for Molly’s wanting of a girl is because we had a name that we both liked for a girl, but not for a boy.

Well, like any good role model will tell you, you’ve got to follow your dreams, and that’s what I should have done, because we found out we’re having a BOY!!!  As you can clearly tell below.

We were able to get a few good shots of the little man from the ultrasound, here’s my favorite though.  During the ultrasound, I leaned over to Molly’s belly and said a quick, “What’s up son, how we feeling?”  and amazingly, right after I said that, this is what he did.

He gave me the thumbs up.  That’s what I’m talking about.

This one is Molly’s favorite.  We couldn’t be happier to have a son coming our way, even if we don’t have a clue what his name’s going to be.  For now, Tiny will do.