It’s a mere three weeks or so until we get to find out our coming baby’s gender.
I’m super excited, especially because we’ve never found out ahead of time before.
That’s right– both of our boys were surprises.
Most people thought we were crazy– I remember when we told the ultrasound techs and the doctor that we didn’t want to know, they said, “Nobody does that anymore!”
But we did. And it was awesome.
When I was pregnant with my first I waffled a bit between finding out the gender or not, and a woman in the church choir gave me an excellent piece of advice. She said that both of her daughter’s-in-law were expecting at the same time and one found out the gender and one didn’t. The one that found out the gender was showered with clothes. The one that didn’t find out was showered with the practical baby needs she had registered for.
I knew we’d get clothes once the baby was born, but it was the baby “stuff” we desperately needed. So, that helped us in the decision not to find out. And we got a lot of great “stuff” that was a huge help to us.
Of course, everything I bought in preparation for both kids was yellow and green. But that was okay with me. I decorated the nursery in teddy bears, and I have to say, I thought it was precious.
I’m a planner, too, so it’s kind of weird that I was able to be so relaxed about not knowing the gender while I was pregnant.
But there’s something magical about that surprise. It’s one of the few genuine surprises left in life, so I wanted to take advantage of it up until the moment that little one entered the world and the doctor said, “It’s a ….!” Boy, in both cases.
There was nothing more exciting than introducing our little ones to our surprised and excited families.
But this time hubby and I are chomping at the bit to find out if Baby Hale #3 is a boy or a girl as soon as we can.
Is it because there’s a chance we’ll get a daughter? Sure. I think so.
But let me be clear– if God gives us another son, We. are. going. to. be. thrilled!
Boy, girl–it doesn’t matter to us a bit.
This time the planning matters. We have re-arranging of bedrooms to do. We have painting to do. We have some serious planning to do be it boy or girl.
So why do I feel like I’m cheating?
As the day of the ultrasound grows closer, I almost feel like I should just chill out and take advantage of this surprise while I can.
After all, it’s a really, really great surprise!
Share with me: Did you find out the gender of your unborn child(ren) or did you wait? Which do you think is more fun?