Johnny Mango!?

Ok, so I know the tests that they sell in grocery and drug stores claiming to tell you the sex of your baby are a farce at best. So what I'm about to admit is an embarrassing and shameful confession. I paid $36 dollars for one, just so hubby and I could have some idea.

I poured over the instructions, reading every word, making sure that I followed them to the letter. They even say on the instructions "Don't go on a shopping spree or paint the nursery yet! You should wait for confirmation from the professionals!" Basically what they're saying is that they are often wrong. I was bracing myself and my husband in case it read 'girl' by reading that same paragraph over and over again. So when the test read boy, the only thing in my head was "but these tests are often wrong" on infinite replay. No relief whatsoever. No joy, no release of tension. It was supposed to be fun. That's what they say anyway. My husband and I were so nervous that it would say girl, we had convinced ourselves that it was going to be wrong. I guess we'll just have to wait til the 13th, which is when the "professionals will confirm!"

BUT-- One thing I do know for sure: What to Expect says that Johnny or Kat is a large Mango this week and weighs in at a solid half lb! What's a momma to do except go to the supermarket and scope out the potentially baby shaped fruit? Yes I found one that was a half lb, and held it in my hand before buying it for hubby. (I don't fancy mangoes)

Which brings up something from the past. We picked the name Jonathan because we liked it better than John, but we will call the kid Johnny because you can add anything to Johnny and it sounds totally awesome. When I found out he (or she) existed, they were an apple seed size. So I nicknamed it Johnny Appleseed. But this week, Johnny Mango. And be honest--It sounds totally awesome doesn't it?

Oh, Sept. 13, come quicker!!

Until Then,

Big Momma