I like babies. A lot. And I know from personal experience that there is nothing more exciting and life-changing than discovering that you are going to have one. Parents-to-be usually want to celebrate and share their happiness with their nearest and dearest and I totally get that. That’s what baby showers are all about, right?
But it seems that some parents have taken the idea of sharing their baby joy a step further. They are throwing what is unfortunately being called a “baby sex party” and it’s nothing like it sounds. It’s a party thrown by the parents-to-be in which the gender of their unborn baby is revealed to them and their guests at the same time.
Here’s how it went down for expectant father and AP writer Greg Bluestein:
When the ultrasound that revealed his unborn child’s sex was completed, he and his wife had the doctor write down the gender on a slip of paper without revealing it to them. The paper was then sealed in an envelope that he and his wife, despite their desire to do so, pledged not to open. The two then had lunch while discussing which family members wanted them to have a boy and which ones were hoping for a girl.
They then had a trusted friend take that sealed envelope to the bakery. There, the baker was instructed to open the envelope and create a blue or pink-filled cake based on the gender revealed.
They then invited all their friends to a big party where they could eat, drink and wait anxiously for the gender-revealing dessert to be served.
Over the next few hours, about 50 friends gorged on a dozen pizzas and guzzled down some beer until it was time for dessert. Then we all gathered in our kitchen in front of the massive sheet cake, giving our guests a brief reminder of the import of the moment.
Anticipation mounted as we eyed the icing. We slowly cut into a cake, separating a piece.
I looked. Sheryl looked. I wasn’t quite sure. I checked again. She checked again.
Cheers echoed through the house as we saw the pink icing.
I am trying to imagine myself as a guest at this party. After having some pizza and guzzling down a few beers, I would likely be having a good time and looking forward to the big reveal. But then, when the host paused to give us guests “a brief reminder of the import of the moment,” I might have started to feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, this is the kind of moment that parents usually share just between themselves, right? What am I – and these 49 other people – doing here?
Then I would eat some cake and go home wondering what that was all about.
Daddy-to-be Bluestein admits that, at first, the idea of sharing such an intimate family moment made him a little uncomfortable as well. But his wife was really in to it. In fact, her aversion to being told the sex of her unborn child while sitting in the sterile environment of a doctor’s office was so severe that it “made her stomach turn.” Of course, that could have been morning sickness, but she got her way because, as Bluestein says, she was the one carrying the baby.
According to Momania, this kind of party might be a bona fide trend as there are bakeries that now specialize in creating surprise gender cakes. This is the first I’ve heard of it but I can’t imagine doing it. I think presuming that all of my friends will be as excited as I am to learn the sex of my unborn child is a little, well, presumptuous.
What do you think about what I will insist on calling a baby gender party? Is it a sweet idea and a great way to share the joy with your nearest and dearest? Or the little over the top?
Image: Cake Girl by Hyeyoung Kim/Flickr
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