Cole and I knew since the beginning of May that it was going to be a girl. We kept mum about it because we were cooking up a surprise for Karim. He thought that we were going to see the doctor together to find out the baby's gender right after he'd get back from his three-week trip to London. So everytime he'd call it was a challenge not to say anything about it and Cole would constantly tease me about ruining the surprise. We were alone in the house and picking on a very pregnant woman, I imagine, was very amusing. To complement that, I was such a wet blanket. 
My father, who spent years in UPLB, believed that the universe had written it down for me to gravitate towards UP, but my mother made a counter threat to send me to a school run by nuns instead. The conversation with her did not last for five minutes and everyone kept mum on the discussion of college after that.
