A few months ago I mentioned in a blog entry about anyone with experience having a placenta that is “almost too low.” I’m happy to report that at our 28 week level 2 ultrasound, that everything is now looking perfect. This appointment also gave us a good excuse to get a look at our growing boy. We can’t believe that he is already 3 pounds! We got some great shots, including some chubby baby cheeks on the ultrasound. Shelby also thinks that he has my nose. I take that as a good sign that our RE did not switch our egg or sperm :)

On my way to work after our appointment, I was thinking about all the ancillary questions I get about Shelby’s pregnancy and it really surprised me about how clueless, intrusive, or crass people can be. Everyone thinks they have a question or advice to offer. Perhaps pregnancy is so “common” (or so they tell me) that everyone feels like an expert. I think I’m too nice, because there have been some choice words I’ve wanted to say. For example;

You’re having a boy? You must be so excited!

I find this curious. People automatically assume that since I have a penis, I want a baby with a penis. Really, I don’t care. Ask Shelby, I don’t even know what to with it anyway and if I don’t know what to do with it, what the heck am I going to do with a baby’s penis. (I kid, I kid) I think people are just so drawn to what they are familiar with, they assume everyone is that way.

Congratulations. Now, you know things will never be the same.

No shit, Sherlock. Things have been the same for the last five years we’ve been trying to make them NOT the same. I think we can handle this.

Did it take you long to get pregnant?

I don’t even know you! What kind of question is that? Yes, it took a long ass time. Longer than you’d expect. I would like to answer “No, it took about 2 pumps leaving Shelby VERY unsatisfied, but hey, I got mine.”

Oh, and please don’t remind me how close, or far November is. I’m counting down the SECONDS, so a reminder is not wanted.