when I was seven months old I invited my husband to check my pregnancy to obstetrician, I was very thrilling during the trip. for an hour in the car I kept wondering what the sex of our second child ,,
akuntahu, my husband is expecting a boy.
when we arrived at the doctor's office, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, a little hurriedly picked up the queue number, we parked the car, and we went to the desk to ask for queue numbers, fill out the data and pay the administrative fees, we got 16, oh, melting once waiting for him.
after waiting for almost two hours we were summoned by a checking room, a middle-aged doctor with an overweight body posture checking me out, I lay down, the doctor started twisting a stick above my stomach that had been smeared jell by nurse.
The doctor began to explain, the baby's weight, the condition of the heartbeat, the baby's position, the amniotic fluid, and ,,,, arrived at the time we were waiting for, sex, the doctor said the man.
my husband immediately smiled happily to hear it, our happiness when will will have a baby boy, lost already feel anxious and erratic, changed by feeling happy and very happy,,,
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