From the very beginning of my pregnancy (and perhaps even a little before), we had decided we wanted to find out the gender of our baby. While we did consider not finding out, we were pretty sure from the start we would want to know whether our sweet little bundle was a boy or a girl.
We decided to wait until 20 weeks, passing up the option of having the gender revealed as part of the bloodwork done for genetic testing. We wanted to let the anticipation build a little more—if only for a few weeks.
Now that we know whether this precious little one is a boy or a girl, I have to say—I love knowing! For us, it was definitely the right move. For others, it’s not. I think it totally depends on your personality.
At our 20-week ultrasound visit (you better believe I scheduled that for the exact day I hit 20 weeks!), we had the technician write down the baby’s gender on a notecard I had prepared and seal it in an envelope. Two days later, on a somewhat rainy Saturday morning, Ty and I opened the envelope in the privacy of our own home—just the two of us taking in this sweetest of all secrets.
I don’t think we moved for about 20 minutes after we opened the envelope. We just sat on the couch taking turns uttering phrases like, “I can’t believe it!” and, “Oh, I’m so excited!” I instantly felt a stronger bond with the baby as we immediately began using “he/she” and “him/her.” Names and nursery themes began to solidify in my mind. It was as though my plans up until that point were merely black and white shadows of the full color reality I was now living. It is now one of our favorite moments together, and I wish I could relive it over and over.
The morning we found out the gender of our baby was May 20th, which happened to be exactly seven years to the day that Ty and I first met. We didn’t necessarily plan for these two things to coincide, but I love that it ended up that way. We’ve had six of the sweetest just-the-two-of-us years, and we’re more than excited for our two to become three in year seven.
Oh, and this third member of our family? He’s a boy! And we’re already absolutely smitten.
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