BoyCure

This week has been exciting. We went to the doctor Monday for our scheduled ultrasound. We were going to find out the baby's gender. After checking in a nurse ushered us into the Ultrasound room. We were both anxious and excited. Liz really wanted a girl and at first the Ultrasound technician was having trouble seeing if the baby had a penis. I could see on Liz's face that she thought it might be a girl. The tech told Liz to lie on her side until the doctor came in. Apparently that would cause the baby to move and possible give a good look at his or her genital area.The doctor came in and after using the ultrasound machine to do a cross-section of the area. She quickly and emphatically said it's a boy. I was very happy but I could see that Liz was stifling her emotion. After the doctor talked to us and we printed off the ultrasound pictures Liz and I separated. I went to a small waiting room and Liz went to the bathroom to get a sample of urine for the doctor's office. As Liz came she was directed to stand on a scale. Turning back Liz looked at me sitting in the waiting room. I could see her eyes welling up with tears. I jumped up and ran over to her. Liz was really crying. The nurse asked if the tears were happy tears and she said no. This left the nurse a little confused. The next few days were hard for Liz as she came to terms with the idea that she would have another boy in the house. A couple of days after the ultrasound Karen called the house to tell us the result of some tests that she had done to state the condition of the cancer in her body. Miraculously the cancer is completely in remission. Liz wasn't home to hear the news. But after she left a message on Liz's phone and Liz called her she was overjoyed that Karen was cured. The tremendous relief and happiness that came from finding out that Karen was better made Liz so happy that the thought of having a boy turned out to not be that bad. She is still coming to terms with it but the future looks