Today I had my first doctor’s visit with my new doctor in my new town. I must admit I was nervous going into it since I don’t know who or what the doctor is about. Anyways, he’s a little strange. It is a husband/wife team and I got the husband today. He walked in and immediately started up a conversation with us. He was extremely goofy. Repeated alot of things such as me having my sugar test Friday. And then the eyes. My doctor is crosseyed, which is completely ok with me as long as he can see what he is doing. I assume he can since he is well, a doctor. I told him that I hadn’t had an ultrasound to determine the sex of the baby yet and he immediately stopped me in my tracks and said…”Ultrasounds aren’t to determine the sex of the baby!!!” I was like “I know, I just want to know”. Then he gave us this long lecture about how it checks the growth of the baby so on so forth, blah blah blah. Geez, calm down sparky! You are the doctor you worry about the technical stuff and I’ll play happy mom and worry about decorating the nursery. He then explained what all he was going to do today. He did a pap smear, check my boobs, and gave me an ultrasound!!! He made me get butt booty naked and lay on the dreaded OB table with my feet in the stirrups. Keep in mind that the hubby and the pnut are in the same room. So as fast as I could get undressed and on the table the doc walks in and is ready to get down to business. He first grazed my boobs, literally. He didn’t even really feel me up good to see if something was in them. He just like wiggled one and was like, uh ok i’m done there down to the good stuff….LOL. Anyways, so on to the pap smear he goes. This is where it gets interesting…Hubby is in the room like I stated before. Hubby has never seen a pap smear before. So I’m all spread eagle on the table and he puts the spread your hoo-ha open thingies in my hoo-ha and performs the pap smear. The whole time I’m looking at hubby’s face as it went from a nice light tannish brown to near white. He was like “oh my goodness what the hey are they doing down there”. LOL. It was so funny. Afterwards he was like, “um ok that was awkward”. I was trying not to laugh at hubby for fear that the doc might accidentally poke something down there he wasn’t supposed to. After the dreaded pap smear was over he checked my cervix. Fine, closed, normal. On to the ultrasound. The part we have all been waiting for, for what seems like ever. Heartbeat was great. Everything looked to be fine, normal, and where it should be. He said I was measuring to deliver a day early on the 24th of May instead of the 25th. But we shall see. Now onto the good stuff. He told us the sex of the baby.

That is the only picture that the doctor so graciously gave me. Thank goodness he wrote the word “penis” with an arrow to my son’s junk as if I didn’t know what a penis was. Uh hello, Dr. Sparky, I have a house full of boys!!! The dog is a boy, the bird, then there is hubby, the pnut, and my two step sons. And now, there is another boy to add to the litter. I swear we need some estrogen in this house, real bad.

Immediately when the doctor said that we were having yet another boy, I turned to the hubby whose face was once smiling and now grim and said “I told you so”. I’ve been having this argument with hubby for a year now that all he produces are boys. And this just goes to prove my point even further. Then I turned to the doctor and said, “so when do I sign those tubal ligation papers”….LOL. Yep that is right, I’m getting fixed. This is the last kid I’m having. It wouldn’t have been such bad news to hear of another boy in the family except for the fact that hubby really, really wanted a girl. So much so that he told everyone he knows that it was a girl and has been calling the baby “Kylie” since it was conceived. Now we have the delima of coming up with boy names. We didn’t pick out any boy names so now we have to come up with something. The name must start with a “K”.