Forget going to the doctor and using that ultrasound to determine the gender of Butterbean. We decided to use a good old fashioned old wives tale.
During Thanksgiving dinner fun, a lot of Bec's cousins came with their kids. At one point Bec picked up a little girl baby and the child was extra peaceful to her. It was pointed out that girl babies get upset when being held by women that are pregnant with girls. I guess being a jealous mean girl starts in the womb.
To get a second opinion, it was observed that the two under-1 year old boys were doing their best to avoid being near Bec. Seems it's also true that boys don't like being around women pregnant with boys. Although I'm not sure if this is the case with boys that are milquetoasts who will spend their lives being bullied by girls.
So it's pretty much settled that the kid will now be named Joseph John IV. That sounds good enough to be tacked onto a Pope.
This kinda stinks since we'd finally settled on Josie Alma if it was a girl.
But you can't argue with old wives tales!
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