Abby shrugged and twisted her wedding band around on her finger. "I don't know. I mean, part of me is. I want to know if I should be putting together a room with lilacs and butterflies or a room with Tonka trucks and baseball stuff. But it's okay. I'd rather just know that I'm having a healthy baby than stress over what sex my baby is."
She smirked and leaned over as if she was about to tell J.J. a big secret. "But if I'm being honest, I'm pulling for a boy. We could dress up as James, Lily, and Harry for Halloween. And it'd be more socially acceptable to get him into Star Wars and Star Trek." Obviously Abby was joking, but there was actually a bit of truth to what she was saying.