So here's the skinny. On the 21st I went to our 4 week checkup, baby is doing great and growing right on schedule. I have had normal weight gain (let's give that a few more months, free willy) and my doc tells me, I am normally 90% wrong when it comes to telling you the sex of the baby. WHAT! Fine, we will wait. But we don't want to wait. So what do I do? I text our friend Brit; her mom works at labor and delivery at Ogden Regional and I want her to work her magic and find out what we are having! So, we head up there, and guess what, we found out it's a Remkes. The little turd would not let us have a good view. And we went twice! It was still really fun to be up there spending time with Brit and her mom Kathy. We laughed and joked and watched the baby do some crazy things. We got see it do some fetal breathing with it's lungs; Kathy said this is the earliest she has ever seen a baby do that. It was way neat to see. Baby even pounded on it's chest to show us that it was a Remkes and would not let us see anything else. Did I mention I was on my hands and knees trying to get it to turn? And the next morning Chris was holding me on my head trying to get it to turn? No dice. Like I said, we are having a Remkes! Or a Heslop, however you want to look at it, this kid is as stubborn as it's parents and brother.
Our perinatologist appointment is next week though. We will find the sex out then. Chris will be out of town, so we will have to wait until the weekend when he is home find out what it is. Gender reveal party anyone?
