What's in a name? Pt. 2 - LULA

We had been referring to our fetus as Rashard for almost two months when we found out she was a girl!  

We had already had a standard sonogram on Halloween to confirm the pregnancy but on November 25, 2009 I had to have a nuchal scan due to some genetic conditions that pre-exist in my family.  SMS couldn't make it to that scan (it was the first week of the JV boys basketball season) so LT came with me.  We were both a little shocked that it was an internal sonogram, not just an abdominal one.  LT is such a good friend.  

I liked the doctor who was doing the nuchal -- she was a divorced Jewish mother of a teenager who was eager to have me set her up with someone!  She was also heading to New York that weekend for a Bat Mitzvah at the temple where SMS' parents go to shul!  I felt comfortable with her and liked her chit-chat.  When she asked me if I wanted to know what we were having, I said yes.  She explained that what she was about to tell me was based on a predictive indicator, not an actual indicator, but that she was "never wrong."  Ok, I said.

"You're having a girl," she said and almost immediately, quite to my surprise, tears began streaming down my face.

"I can't tell if you're happy or sad," she said.

"No bris," I said, "no bris!"

I felt completely off the hook, so to speak.  Living as far away from our families as we do, the thought of everyone flying in, at a moment's notice, less than a week after the birth of our first child seemed a little much.  A girl seemed much easier.  I suppose we'll see about that.

It was on that day that LT named the fetus Lula, Lula Rashard.