I am not a surprise kind of person. Don’t get me wrong…I like being surprised when I have no idea whatsoever that the surprise is coming, but if I have even the slightest inkling that a surprise might be on the horizon, you might as well just tell me what it is now, because I’ll probably bug you endlessly until you do. I was that kid that talked my parents into letting us open our Christmas presents a day early and to this day I can’t stand it when Craig knows something that I don’t. It’s a wonder he ever surprised me when he proposed!
Because I’m not a surprise kind of person, it probably comes as no big shock that I will be finding out the sex of our baby at the earliest moment that I possibly can (August 16th at 2:15 PM to be precise – well…technically not ’til later in the evening since we’re having a gender reveal party, but still…). I’m on pins and needles already – the anticipation is killing me!
I’ve had plenty of people tell me that we should wait to find out what we’re having because it’s “one of the last great surprises”, but I can’t help but wonder why people feel this way. If you’ve never had a baby before isn’t a squirming, pooping, crying ball of life enough surprise for one day? I know there are going to be plenty of weird “surprises” during delivery already, so I feel like I might not be able to handle another.
On top of that, I’m dead set on the fact that this baby is going to be a boy. My husband thinks I’m crazy (I wrote about it before here), but I can’t seem to wrap my head around the possibility of this baby being anything other than a little boy. I’m not quite sure how I’d react if I waited to find out until delivery day and then had the surprise of my life and it happened to be a girl (even though I maintain that there’s no way it’s going to be). I think I’d feel bad for thinking of the baby as a boy that whole time if it really was a girl.
Another reason that I want t find out what we’re having is that I think once I know it’ll seem more real. I don’t really look pregnant yet and I can’t feel any baby movement, so I sort of have to just keep reminding myself that there’s a baby in there. My preschoolers keep asking me, “Teacher Lauren, are you sure there’s still a baby in there?” and sometimes I wonder myself. I just can’t wait to call this baby by name (yep…we have them picked out already) instead of just “baby” or “it”.
There are a multitude of other reasons for finding out what gender our baby is, but I’ll just leave you with these reasons, but now the question I pose is this:
Why wait? What are the benefits of waiting to find out your baby’s gender?
Did any of you wait to find out the gender of your baby?
What was your motivation?
Were you glad you waited to be surprised?
I’m so curious to hear your responses – my inner-surprise spoiler needs to understand!