I will be totally honest here. For both of my pregnancies, I thought I was having a girl. Correction – I KNEW I was having a girl. Both times. I didn’t want to find out the gender either time, but let my husband talk me into it. I will always remember the moment the technician said (in a thick Eastern European accent – picture Schwarzenegger giving you the biggest news of your life): “I SEE A PENIS”.
I will admit that I cried. They were emotional tears – not sad ones, I promise. My boys are the best things that ever ever ever happened to me. I tell people all the time; there’s nothing like the way a boy loves his Mama. And honestly, I don’t see how moms of girls do it – the girls’ clothing section in any given store is about 87 times as big as the boys’ and WOW I didn’t know sparkles came in so many varieties.
Anyway – back to boys. Honestly, there is not a baby in the world that isn’t adorably cute and wouldn’t make my heart melt if I got in some snuggle time. But there are a handful that really grab me. Hugo is one of these charmers. I swear, I’m still crushing on him and his session was several weeks ago.