Julianisms

Have a sneak peek at the newest addition to the Wong clan. Estimated arrival: early January 2007.

So we went to see the gynae on Tuesday morning for a scheduled ultrasound. On the previous visit the good doctor had told us to “bring along an empty (recordable) DVD” if we wanted to record today’s scanning session, to which Meng and I thought was a top idea.

“Want to see the baby’s sex or not?”, asked Dr. Tan, “some parents prefer not to know.”

Meng and I shrugged. Might as well lor.

When you get to your third kid, you just want to cut to the chase, you know what I mean? Forewarned is forearmed, I say.

Secretly, I also wanted to see if my own analysis was correct or not: I’d heard that if the mummy’s tummy has a ‘sharp’ profile, the baby would be male. Not that I believe in such old wives’ tales or anything, but… as I watched my wife gracefully waddle out of the bathroom the previous evening, I thought she looked, well, kind of… sharp-ish.

It’s about time we had a boy anyway, I said to myself. Then we can really get down to doing some manly things as he gets older. Yeah.

Anyways, we’re happy to report that - according to this latest ultrasound - everything looks very normal. Yup, normal is good in this case.

Check out the following scans (click to enlarge):

 
Heart                                 Hand                                  Feet                                  Face

The latest addition to the Wong clan seems to have it all in place: heart beating normally (can clearly see the four chambers pumping away), ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes (both normal), and one head (tilt your head 90 degrees left to see facial features).

So far, so good.

“Doctor, can see the… erm… can see… anything else?”

Dr. Tan moves the scanner around to get a clearer look. “Ah, okay…perfect! Legs spread wide open!”

He peers at the display. We hold our collective breaths.

“See that little tip there?” He points at a little white dot. “That looks like… her clitoris.”

Clitoris?!

“Doc, sure or not? So big one meh?!”

“Quite sure… almost 90% sure,” he confirms. “The clitoris and penis is made of similar tissue, but if it’s a boy, you can usually see the testes quite clearly by now.”

Darn. So much for my expert analysis. So much for sharp tummies. So much for old wives everywhere and their stupid tales.

Doctor notices my frown and quickly adds, “There’s still a slim chance things may change, although it’s fairly unlikely.”

“It could still be a ‘he’, and he may just be a little, how shall I say,… small”, he tries to sound hopeful for my benefit.

I bristle with righteous offense at the good doctor’s suggestion.

“No son of mine is going to have a small dick! Gimme the girl instead!!!

Well, the good news is that we already have a ton of girly stuff, I guess. No need to do a major restock of the wardrobe, toy chest, etc.

The only ‘bad’ news is (since Meng and I are ‘closing down the shop’ after No. 3) it looks like I’m destined to spend the rest of my earthly days being surrounded by women.

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