As it turns out, pregnancy changes me as well. Before getting pregnant, I always wondered why people made such a fuss about knowing the baby's sex before it was born. Just wait for it! I thought. Now that I'm 22 weeks along, I'm really dying to know whether I'm having a boy or a girl. I read an article somewhere that the sex of the baby can be seen at as soon as 16 weeks, so last month when I was about 19 weeks along we had another ultrasound scan to check, but nope. The baby wouldn’t show it. It meant we had to wait for another month to schedule another scan, which we will be having this Friday. I’m praying to god that this time the baby won’t hide it because I’m. Just. Dying. To. Know. C’mon, Baby!
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