IT'S A BOY!!
On May 17th, I had an early Ultrasound to determine the sex of the baby. We had the scan at a private company and took my mother and father in-law with us. My husband is an only child, and his parents did not get to partake in any of the pregnancy appointments with my daughter, so this time we wanted to do something special to include them.
The appointment was rather interesting. Upon close examination and much prodding of the baby, we clearly determined that Baby Pak #2 was a girl! The tech moved to the other anatomy of the sleepy fetus and we watched "her" swallow fluid and shield her face. She really didn't want to be bothered and was certainly less active than her older sister at this gestational age.We all watched the TV screen and looked at 3D images and I lied there shocked that once again, my maternal instinct that had told me both times I was having a boy was yet again, incorrect.
The scan continued and I shared the story to the tech about how the first day my husband met me he told me we were going to have 3 girls (lol!) so I guess he COULD foretell the future. She got a kick out of it and then we went back to take a second peek at the private parts, just to reconfirm. She went back to the genital area, and things looked the same, and then, the baby opened "her" legs, and what we once thought was a girl was certainly not!! She was actually a HE and there was no question or doubt about it! Baby boy finally decided to open his legs and stopped all the "girl" nonsense! We all were laughing and practically rolling around on the floor.It was outrageously comical and a moment I'll never forget!!
This past Memorial Day weekend we did a gender reveal cake for my side of the immediate family. I was fortunate enough to have my best friend be there which meant EVERYTHING to me! The pictures above are from the reveal. My sister in-law took the photos and I can not believe that she got this action shot of me!! Also, when they say your bff should know everything about you, mine certainly knows me! She guessed the gender correctly for this baby as well.
Having a son for us is very special. As I said before, my husband is an only child. My husband's father, Joung, was born in Japan (but grew up in Korea) and was separated from his parents because of the Korean war. He was just a young boy when the war broke out. He had a brother who passed away as an infant and a sister who died at age 13 right after the Korean War. Joung was 12 at the time. Joung's father was able to read and write well, so the army took him to serve whatever purpose they needed him for and the family never saw or heard from their father ever again.
Joung's mother left him with her brother for many years while she fled to Japan to start a new life. When she came back, she had met an American and went to the U.S. She came back to Korea and ran an orphanage with Joung who was about 20 then. They were able to move to America a few years later. My husband's mother has a very similar family story that centers around the war with missing family members and casualties. She was finally able to come to America where she met my husband's father and they married.
We have been blessed with a son, and he will be able to carry on the Pak surname. The struggles and hardships that my husband's mother and father had to endure to survive and provide a better life for their only son, my husband, is nothing but amazing and humbling to me. My husband is a first generation born American! I am so thankful that they were able to provide him with the American dream and sacrificed everything they had to raise a son who is truly a ray of sunshine to me. I am overjoyed to have the opportunity to raise a young man who will pass on the name and know his culture and history. I will raise him to be strong and determined to live out his dreams as both sets of his grandparents and parents have. I pray that he knows each day how much he is loved, even now. Every moment I am grateful for the minutes I get to call him, my son.
