Ways to determine a baby’s gender…
Pee in a cup of Drano and watch to see if it changes color. Green = girl, and blue = boy.
Dear Little Shit;
I’ve always wanted a proper reason to put a cup of Drano next to my vagina. All these years, I’ve been waiting for a clog in my plumbing; as it turns out, this is the clog in my plumbing! Oh good. Old wives’ tales are so much fun. My personal favorite is the Mayan method of determining gender in which they looked at the mother’s age at conception and the year of conception. If both are even or odd, it’s a girl. If one’s even and one’s odd, it’s a boy. Every 29 year old who conceived in 2011 is having a girl. Ah, science.
When I started this blog, Clint and I had been told the pilot’s curse is they can only breed girls. Not sure how this started but at the time we didn’t need a magic eight ball, only the plethora of girl toddlers around us, to point out “It is decidedly so”. I figured we were guaranteed to have little girls when the time came.
But now the time is here and ever since the first trimester, I felt perhaps the pilot’s curse is wrong. I was, and still am, fairly certain you are a boy. The ultrasound couldn’t give us a clear picture so this is purely my own “maternal instinct” (do I even have that yet?). So now what do I do? This entire time I have been writing to you as if you are a girl and now I’ve got a blog named in that vain. I can’t remember what I’ve written to you about, but if it’s about periods, cardboard applicators (ow!), or bad boyfriends, you can ignore them (except maybe the bad boyfriends – if that ends up your style, then the same rules apply. Please, please, do not date the guy who is a bad tipper, treats wait staff and toll booth staff like crap, can’t laugh at a LOLz cat memes, or doesn’t know his own credit score. All of these point to ‘bad’. Oh, and if you do turn out to be gay, please marry Anderson Cooper. He is such a doll. Except he might be approaching 80ish by the time you are old enough…)
Now I have to refocus. What advice do I give to a boy? I’m not a boy so my perspective is a bit warped but the only things I can really tell you are things I have learned from my brothers, my friends, and of course the life lessons I picked up in the absence of my dad and the failure of past relationships. Of course, your dad and grandpa Smurf will have their own wisdom to impart but until you are physically able to talk to them, you’re stuck with whatever I have to say.
For now, just know whether you are a boy or a girl, we just hope you are happy and healthy. And we are oh so excited to meet you. XOXO