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Baby Jones Update: Gender Determined

So we went to the doctor this morning and sat through a 20 minute, extremely thorough sonogram. They measured every part of the baby and took all the necessary pictures for the doctor to examine. Right away the child spread its legs to give us a shot of the goods. The nurse told us the gender and then qualified it by saying that she was one of the most accurate technicians around. While she would be not be 100% sure, she was pretty reliable. Kim went into a story of how she heard that determinations could be wrong about 50% of the time, and how she has known several people who were told one thing and it turned out be something else entirely. I think this rattled the nurse who then back-tracked and refused to make a determination, after she had announced here initial findings. She didn't want to throw off her batting average, apparently.

The doctor looked everything over and said that both Kim and the baby are doing extremely well, and everythink looks good, is in the right place, and so on. So we give thanks for what God has done for us and we appreciate all your prayers. Keep praying!

Oh, and it appears for now that we are having a girl! Aaaaaahhhhh!

Comments

Concerned Conservative said…
Congratulations!! Prepare to be wrapped tightly around her little finger.....
February 6, 2009 at 7:50 PM
Anonymous said…
We are still praying for this precious baby and it sounds like things are going well! Congratulations - The Johnsons
February 10, 2009 at 6:31 PM
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