1. So… that baby girl who was supposed to be here in three weeks? She is really a he.
We only even found out because my OB couldn't get a good bead on
her his heart rate this visit, so she ordered a quick ultrasound and some time on the monitor. And the next thing I know I the ultrasound tech is saying “wait, didn't I tell you you were having a girl??”
I tried to tell her it wasn't her fault, but she's too embarrassed to even look at me right now. But I read the anatomy ultrasound – both anatomy ultrasounds since we has two, two weeks apart – myself, independent from my tech, and I concurred that this baby was a girl.
We are so thoroughly flabbergasted that we don't know what to do now.
I feel like I need a good cathartic cry. Only I'm not actually sad at all. The baby is active and healthy. That's all that's really important. But I still feel all tense and wound up in a way that I know crying will relax… but I can't.
2. For the time being, I dub this baby NinjaBaby. Since he's apparently a super stealthy master of disguise.
3. We don't know what to do for a name, though. We never even had a contender for a boy's name and we've already had one nasty fight over it. And this baby has been Elanor and Ellie for 18 weeks.
4. Tindòmiel translates to morning star. Her real name was going to be Elanor Aurora. Elanor was lifted whole cloth from The Lord of the Rings and Aurora is my mother in law's name. But there's no point in keeping it shrouded in mystery now.
5. At this rate, maybe he'll even be twins. Hey, I can always hope (in defiance of all reasonable medical observation), right? And I swear sometimes he feels like two babies, not one.
6. A lot of what's distressing me right now is that, while absolutely nothing has changed (except in my head), I feel like I have to get entirely reacquainted with this baby.
7. And I just ordered yarn to knit a Baby Valkyrie hat. Now I'm going to have to order more yarn in brown to knit another Baby Viking hat too.
I say too, not instead, because at this point I'm just going to the hospital packed for any possibility.