Hey ya’ll!
Today is a super fun day around here – we get to spend the afternoon at the doctor’s office for our second semester scans (sidenote: you know you’re pregnant when you get excited to spend hours at the doctor’s office). I can’t wait to see Baby Gray and watch him jump around in all of the dimensions offered while the team measures his growth and development. Today is also the day the our doctors will “officially” determine the baby’s gender…you know, because I went rogue and slummed it up at a non-medical establishment to find out if we were having a boy or a girl. Won’t we be surprised if they think our baby is really a she not a he!
Mostly, I’ll be interested to see if he looks more like a baby this time and less like a space alien. Honestly, I think the 4D ultrasounds should be reserved until the baby is a bit more human looking in order to prevent soon to be dads from yelling out their immediate thoughts when they see their sweet bundles for the first time. 
My husband has shared these sentiments about our son during his various ultrasounds:
Round 1 @ 8 weeks: “well, if y’all can see it, that’s good I guess…but seriously, is he wearing a helmet?” (For the record, college football jokes don’t translate up North)
Round 2 @ 12 weeks: “he looks like a Mexican wrestler!” (Side eye from tech)
Round 3 @ 17 weeks: “what’s wrong with his face?! He looks like the Joker!!” (side eye from tech followed by this comment under her breath, “that’s his mouth….he’s smiling.)
So, with that in mind, I’m off to gather my husband for an afternoon checking on our little Mexican Wrestler Joker!