Its Official - She's a Prude

I am a prude (no its true - C, M please let these guys know).

Hubby is a prude - ask his sisters. He's managed to ruin many an occassion for them, asking them to 'cover up'.

Sonny is a prude. Every time he sees my T-shirt go up - and its so easy these days - he runs up to me and says - Ma Tummy Bandh (Cover your tummy ma).

And now lil Soni joins the franchise.

At 17.5 weeks,we decided to get a peek-in to figure out what colors we needed to start buying. After begging and pleading with the doc (since we were in India), she smiled and said, "even if I wanted to tell you the sex, I couldnt. The baby was crouched really low in your abdomen". Oh hell!!

At 23 weeks, after we reached Riyadh, we scheduled an appointment for an ultrasound. The technician, managed to show us the heart, brain, stomach, intestines, virtually everything - except the sex of the baby. Why? Coz the baby was head up, crouched in a sitting-in-chair position. After some external pushing and prodding, she crosses her legs at the knees and proceeds to tap her legs to some music in her head. "Now its really not possible", the technician says, "she's crossed her legs". WTF!!! What does this child think of himself/herself?? C'mon kid let us have a look.

"Dont worry", says my gynec, "we'll have another look-in in the 3rd trimester".

Week 28 - we schedule another appointment. This time, the baby is head down. And we finally get to know - that its a girl. "Can we have a look at her face?" hubby queries. And what do you know - she covers her face with her hands.

Good god!! Either this child is a prude. Or a huge tease!!