Yesterday was a pretty big day for this momma and her man!

Well, the doctor checks the usual stuff: size, heart rate (145 bpm.. so fast for a little thing!). We watched my little honey singing (it looked like singing) and striking little poses. The doctor shows me the basic outline of the baby's body, so I can see where to look what we're looking for.
Finally, Doc starts looking around for any signs of a gender. The way the baby was positioned, though, his (or her) little feet were resting upward on my back, and the head was up towards the front.
Long story short, the doctor could only make a guess as to who our baby is. She said not to go painting any walls or buying any clothes yet, though, because of how the baby was laying (in that crazy awkward position).
For now, there is only a limited number of people who know what the projected gender is (the doctor, me, Cris, my dad, my boss, and a few trusted coworkers). Other than that, we've decided to keep it a secret until next month, when we find out for sure.
According to some of the old wives' tales, we're having a girl. According to Delia, one of the kitchen workers, we're having a boy (and they say Mexican women always know).
What do you think? Are Cris and I going to raise a little princess? Or are we going to be proud parents of our all-star athlete? Who do you think our little Army brat's gonna be?
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