Ok internet- I need to put something out there for the record.
Before our very first ultrasound, way back in June, Robert was convinced that we were having twins. He kept having dreams of twins and running into strollers for two. I, on the other hand, was convinced that I might pass out if the doctor told us that we were having multiple babies.
So, we made a bet. We decided that whoever was correct about the number of babies that were growing in my belly would get out of changing the first dirty diaper. And, as you all know, I was right and Robert is now changing diaper number 1.
Fast forward a few months to the ultrasound that we had yesterday. Robert and I decided to make another wager. All along, I have thought that the baby is a boy and Robert has felt like it is a girl. So, being the gamblers that we are, we decided to make another bet. The winner of the second bet gets to change the second dirty diaper. And, since you should never bet against a mother’s intuition, I was right again.
So, for the record, Robert has to change the first TWO dirty diapers. Maybe a few more if we keep betting on things.