This afternoon, I went to the post office.
I love the post office in the little town I work in. The people are always nice. The service is always good.
While I was in there, I saw a teacher from my school. We were talking about things going on in her life then talking about Baby J. She asked me if we had a particular feeling about the gender or if the doctor had mentioned what she thought it was. Just as I was beginning to answer her, the woman in front of us in line decided to give HER two cents...
She proceeded to ask me if I was constipated or if I was having heart burn and reflux. When I answered her, she declared to the entire post office that I was having a boy.
So, for anyone who cares, according to the complete stranger at the post office, we are expecting a boy.
If only answering that one question could truly determine the answer.
April 7th is in 1 week and 1 day! Woo hoo!