My mom seems to have won the guessing game to determine what gender of babies we would be having by guessing two girls. I didn’t think it would be possible with the male dominated track record of the Williams clan but God must have seen the female element as a very much needed thing. We had a very long and deeply-prodding ultrasound this morning trying to check that all was well with the babies. They are in separate sacs, and everything is located in the very best of spots. Their hearts are strong and the ultra sound technician said they were quite spunky little girls as they wiggled in every direction possible to avoid compromising their modesty. But she did it, she discovered their feminine qualities and caught it in sonar. Oh, they were so cute! I know they’re just little wigglers but still, those little legs, arms and face profiles are already enough to go goo-goo over. Finally, I get to go to the “girl” aisle of the toy store, the pink section of the clothing stores, and I will have two people whom I alone can take to public restrooms.
Now to start thinking of girl names, ah…where to start? Reed and Douglas, each in separate interviews with me, both said I should name one Emily and the other Emma. I thought it uncanny that they should both come up with the same name having not heard the other’s answers. Douglas’ pre-knowledge of their gender’s choice had been for two boys, one to be called Mike and the other Michael. “This is my brother Darrel and this is my other brother Darrel.”
We are so excited and so happy that they are healthy and all things are developing normally. I hope my made up image of them playing nicely on the floor with dolls will be a real one. Though, I’m sure in reality the dolls will end up going into battle with GI Joe and Buzz Lightyear, that is if Isaac has anything to say about it. By the way, Isaac wants them to be named Fuzzhead and Tigerhead.