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O decided to come to my doctor's appointment with me. Why? I don't know. Wait that is a lie. He wants to know what we are we're going to have. He wants a girl. I want a boy.   

"Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Beckham. What are we hoping for today?" Our doctor asks. Odell looks at me. "He wants a girl. I want a boy."  I say. She rubs the cold gel on my stomach. As the image of our future bundle of joy comes into the screen  I felt a tear drop down my face. 

I smile because soon that bundle of joy will be ours. "Good news. Its a boy." she says. I smile. I'm getting my boy.  Odell puts his hand in my mine and smiles. "We're getting a boy." he says.

When we got home he sat me down and looked me in the face. "What?" I ask him. "Thank you." he says. "Your welcome. But for what?" I ask.  "For the bundle of life that is coming from the both of us." he says. 



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