I was 16 weeks pregnant when my level III ultrasound revealed that the little orb in my belly had a “phallic.” I turned my jellied bellied self toward my husband and said, “We have our Truman!” We had chosen our “boy” name more than a year before we even started trying to conceive. The girl name was never decided upon.
When we excitedly told our friends and family that we were pregnant with a “Truman,” we were met with blank stares. I even got a, “No, really….what are you going to name him?” I even had an aunt suggest we …read more