Boogers on the Wall

Two days. That’s how long it took my boys to tell half our neighborhood the gender of our unborn baby. They probably would have spread the word sooner, but we didn’t go anywhere or run into anyone until that second day.

Boy or girl. Not that big of a deal, but I was kind of trying to keep it a surprise until he or she was here. I had my reasons (you can read about those here.)

I guess I shouldn’t have let my oldest two children know.

But I couldn’t really get mad at them. It was too big of a secret for a 7 and 5-year-old to keep. They are proud big brothers who want to share their sibling with the world.

That’s much better than resenting the fact that we are adding another member to our family.

I have realized through this experience that whether our baby is a boy or a girl wasn’t just my secret to keep. It’s not just my baby.

And though I still have my reservations in telling everyone – to me it doesn’t matter one bit if it’s a boy or girl – I figure I might as well make a public announcement before everyone hears through the grapevine.

I’ve uploaded a video from my ultra sound where the boys discovered what we are having. Their reaction was priceless. For those few of you who still may want to know, watch below.

How can we know for certain you ask? Well thanks to some abnormal blood results early on in my pregnancy, followed by a highly scientific CFDNA test where each of our baby’s chromosomes were counted, we are 100 percent certain. And thankfully, everything from the DNA test came back normal.

So bring on the pink. Or the purple. Or the pink and purple. (I honestly don’t know if you can mix those two. We stopped at Old Navy to buy a baby outfit after the ultrasound and I was stressed out trying to decide if a pink striped shirt matched some purple ruffle-bottomed pants.)

Our family has no idea what it is getting into.

But just to reaffirm my thoughts on why I didn’t want to deal with people’s reactions to our baby’s gender, my oldest son asked me the following question Sunday afternoon: “Mom, if it’s a girl, then why can’t we tell people? They aren’t going to say, ‘Oh man.’ because it’s a GIRL!”

Exactly. What would people have said it if was a boy? I don’t even want to know…