I know it must have been incredibly difficult to sleep without knowing the gender of my baby. Or maybe that was just the burrito you decided to consume at 10pm, for which I cannot be held accountable.
In either case, I am pleased to announce that I was right. Completely and utterly right.
Oh wait. You didn't listen to my podcast? Okay, fine.
It's a GIRL! Weeeeehooooo!
Now while I go grab my husband's jaw off the ground, sniff out the remnants of puke courtesy of 2008: The Year of the Stomach Flu, and return to my midwife's office so she can officially meet me and my vagina, you should go check the links in my sidebar.