I treated myself to a manicure yesterday. The nail girl is positive we are having a boy because my “belly is so big”. Then at Wal-mart, the International Foods coffee creamer sample lady is convinced we are having a boy, because I’m “so small.” Someone at the church nursery is sure we are having a boy, because I’m carrying high, just like she did when she had her boy. And a lady I met in the restoom at a wedding says we are definately having a boy, since I’m carrying low. So there ya go.
That’s funny…yeah, everyone has to comment. I’m one of those, too…I love to admire a pregnant woman. I miss it, too. It was amazing.