We don’t know what we’re having and I am frustrated. The local ultrasound lady tried really hard – even had Tracey go for a walk and pee and then come back for a second look.
Now we have to work out names for both a girl and a boy – that’s twice the work! (And by work I mean arguments). I’ve started a campaign to have it named after myself if it’s a girl – Brucette, Brucilla or Brucina. None of them are real contenders, of course, but I’m hoping the very idea will shock Tracey into suggesting a few of her own.