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What an amazing and absolutely terrifying day! Today we found out the sex of the baby, it didn't come without its own little adventure.

Did you know how many different ways you can say pregnant? Antenatal clinic, maternity ward, fetal medical clinic blah blah blah. Well let me tell you this isn't just a matter of semantics and me being a jackass. I found out the hard way that the maternity ward is CLEARLY NOT THE F-ING place where you get a ultrasound.

So I turn up 15 minutes early for the scan, but then realize that St. Mary's Hospital is actually a collection of 5-8 different buildings. I walk into the reception of 1 building and ask where I would go if my wife is having a scan. She sends me to the maternity ward.

I finally find the ward and unsurprisingly Bin hasn't turned up so I just take a seat and wait. During this time I noticed that all of the women around me are MASSIVE (even for pregnant women), seem pissed off (I didn't think it was a big deal, everyone in this country acts pissed) and in a bit of pain...

it is around that time that I began to notice that the terrible music in the background was actually the horrific screams of different women. Shit. Maternity ward means place where women go to pop out babies and men wish they wore a condoms. I had a chance to peer into the future and I don't think I like what I saw.

Anyway after Christopher Columbus found his way to the Antenatal clinic, I met with Bin and we went in for our scan.

After the technician got done checking useless things like heart, spine, brain etc he finally went to down south to check out the money maker.

AND he found nothing... I asked him to check one more time ... I'M NOT SURE IF ANY OF YOU HEARD ABOUT ASIAN GENES AND THIS IS NEITHER THE TIME OR PLACE TO CONFIRM OR DENY, BUT I FIGURED "SPECIAL" ATTENTION WAS IN ORDER JUST TO BE SURE.

In fact, over the course of 3 separate occasions he confirmed that we are going to have a beautiful BABY GIRL!!! I immediately began to draw up a list of pro's and con's that I will share with you:

CONs:
1) need to save up for college, because I'm not letting my baby go to West Point or the Army
2) when I'm 60 I can't make "comments" about how hot a 20-30 year old actress is because she would be my daughters age and ipso facto that would make me a sick twisted bastard
3) I will have to learn to contain my flatulence and cursing because everyone knows a girl that drops f-bombs like its hot and farts in public is a bit socially awkward and will never have a boyfriend... wait a second I think I just found a loophole... GENIUS put that in the PRO column stating "can continue farting and cursing"

PROs:
1) perfect excuse to increase my gun collection
2) everybody knows about Daddy's little girl, she will take care of me when I'm old and broken
3) save money on clothing... counterintuitive but hear me out. until she reaches the ripe age of 27 she will only wear sweatpants (loose fitting, I need to say this nowadays) and my hand-me-down sweaters
4) I don't have to be the disciplinarian, we all know that I'm not hitting her. And there is a high likelihood that I will be prone to spoiling her. Have fun with that Bin


Finally tally including adjustment (reference CON #3): 2 Cons and 4 Pros equals we are happy to be having a little girl!

In all seriousness, today has really made the I'm going to be a dad thing very real. It's a humbling thought knowing that I will be a dad in a couple of months. We are so excited and can't wait for our little girl. Honestly, I had a strange feeling it was going to be a girl. Pics to come.

pete