about 2 weeks ago i was in target getting the usual cleaning supplies and post its when i saw something along one of the aisles. a big, fluffy, pink fur coat with ribbons and pom-poms. i was in the baby section. i was standing there feeling the soft coat and it suddenly came into my mind: i'm never going to buy girl clothes. never.
brian and i have been debating about 5 possible girl names (as opposed to the one boy name), the room we're converting into a nursery is already painted pink and white, the furniture set that brian is negotiating for has flowers on it, and i was standing there holding a pink fluffy coat and...it all came crashing down.
i can't honestly say that i was totally blown away -- all of the old wives tales point toward boy for me: i like salt instead of sugar, i'm not gaining very much weight, i'm not sick, my belly popped out early and is beach-ball-ish ...
but more convincing than any of those is that my ego has been telling my id for awhile now, and it's just taken this long for my id to share the info. with me. how funny that id decided to tell me in a target aisle.
i'm havin a boy.
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