It's A Boy?
Today I finally got back to the hair salon. My hair has been looking like dreaded sheep's wool for the past 8 days or so after my husband so graciously removed my summer braids.
I sat in the chair, they asked how my summer went, and of course, I told them the news that I was pregnant and they were all excited for me. These women mostly come from Ethiopia, one is from Kenya, and the other is from the Philippines.
Samry, one of the Ethiopian stylists, told me as she washed my hair that back in Ethiopia, there's a woman who can look at your boobs at around 8 weeks and tell you - with 100% accuracy - if you're having a boy or a girl.
And I bet that's right too. I mean if you think about it, when you don't have a bunch of fancy machines doing all the work for your brain, you have an innate capability to sort things out for yourself.
I used to be excellent with directions and the ability to orient myself very quickly if I happened to be in a new place. With the world's GPS now right in my pocket, those brain cells are long gone and I find myself getting turned around quite easily.
I sat fascinated at the thought of someone looking at just your boobs as a guide to the gender of your baby. Finally, while she blowdried my hair I asked, "Why don't you take a picture of my boobs and send it to this lady. I'd like to try it out!"
They all burst into laughter. I think I was actually serious.
There was an older Emirate woman who was sitting beside me who said with absolute conviction, "I know what you're having. It's a boy." Everyone cheered again.
Apparently, in Ethiopia anyway, it's good luck to have a son as your first born. I don't know why, but hearing those kinds of things really irks me. Especially when I look at places like India and China who actively murdered their baby girls in order to have sons. Now, there aren't enough women for the men to marry which has wreaked havoc in ways no one stopped to imagine.
So no, I'm not excited to hear I'm having a boy purely because it will bring some magical fortune to my family. Truth be told, I think it'd be awesome to have a girl first, but really all I'm hoping for is a healthy baby.
It'll be some time before we know the gender of the baby, but I sort of wish that magic booby lady was around - just so I could assess whether or not she is legit.
xo Jenea
- Everything is always okay in the end; and if it's not, then it's not the end.
I sat in the chair, they asked how my summer went, and of course, I told them the news that I was pregnant and they were all excited for me. These women mostly come from Ethiopia, one is from Kenya, and the other is from the Philippines.
Samry, one of the Ethiopian stylists, told me as she washed my hair that back in Ethiopia, there's a woman who can look at your boobs at around 8 weeks and tell you - with 100% accuracy - if you're having a boy or a girl.
And I bet that's right too. I mean if you think about it, when you don't have a bunch of fancy machines doing all the work for your brain, you have an innate capability to sort things out for yourself.
I used to be excellent with directions and the ability to orient myself very quickly if I happened to be in a new place. With the world's GPS now right in my pocket, those brain cells are long gone and I find myself getting turned around quite easily.
I sat fascinated at the thought of someone looking at just your boobs as a guide to the gender of your baby. Finally, while she blowdried my hair I asked, "Why don't you take a picture of my boobs and send it to this lady. I'd like to try it out!"
They all burst into laughter. I think I was actually serious.
There was an older Emirate woman who was sitting beside me who said with absolute conviction, "I know what you're having. It's a boy." Everyone cheered again.
Apparently, in Ethiopia anyway, it's good luck to have a son as your first born. I don't know why, but hearing those kinds of things really irks me. Especially when I look at places like India and China who actively murdered their baby girls in order to have sons. Now, there aren't enough women for the men to marry which has wreaked havoc in ways no one stopped to imagine.
So no, I'm not excited to hear I'm having a boy purely because it will bring some magical fortune to my family. Truth be told, I think it'd be awesome to have a girl first, but really all I'm hoping for is a healthy baby.
It'll be some time before we know the gender of the baby, but I sort of wish that magic booby lady was around - just so I could assess whether or not she is legit.
xo Jenea
- Everything is always okay in the end; and if it's not, then it's not the end.
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