So here's the deal: in my last appointment, on June 2, I asked when we would find out the sex. He said "next time." Apparently that didn't mean my next appointment, it meant my next ultrasound (2 appointments away) so I have 4 more weeks.
J and I were obviously pretty bummed, and while I was getting blood drawn he stood in the hallway and started calling elective ultrasound places. We are going to visit one today, but depending on how certain they are, we may or may not tell anyone. :)
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