The grapefruit is pink...and still bald.

Rob and I just got back from an ultrasound where the technician said, with great confidence, that we're having a girl. I'm glad to know for sure. As crazy as this sounds, though, as I laid there on the table, hearing that there was no sign of a cleft palette or any other defects, all I could really think was, "Oh, gosh...please don't let her have hair; I don't want to have to shave her head..." I'm sick.