The middle of the pregnancy marks a special time since that is typically when couples ind out the gender of the little one. We debated, surprisingly. Donny isn’t as rigid as I think he is sometimes. He wanted to find out on the baby’s birth date. My anxiety about being limited to a gender-neutral nursery told me to fight with him on this one. Even though, I knew I could do it, being a first-time parent has enough surprises, so I fought.
We met in the middle and decided not to find out in the little, sterile ultrasound room with a stranger. Instead, she put the sonogram with the indicator in a card that we intend to give to someone to help tell us what our baby is. This way, we’re surprised (like he wants) AND I get to design and execute a nursery among other things (like I want).
Looking forward to this gender-reveal… whatever we end up doing for it!