I did it again. I went out on a limb and just had to ask. One of the girls from work, who happens to be pregnant, called me to ask me a question and I didn't leave it at that. I thought I would be ok asking, how she was doing, did she know what she was having. Of course she did. It's a boy. **big sigh**
~Sarah~
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Ugh! I'm the same way. I look when I shouldn't, I ask when I know better... it'll always be "a boy" and it will always be someone else's. I hate that.
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