It’s been almost two weeks since I found out I was having a boy. In the past, I’ve never found out until we heard the doctor say “it’s a girl” (I heard that twice), or “it’s a boy” (heard that once too).
When I told friends and family that we were considering finding out this time, I mostly got a positive response. Almost everyone I knew was on team “find out now”.
Everyone but one person.
One person in my life was crazy serious against us finding out. So much so that this person actually tried to bribe us. Like with real money.
“You’re gonna regret this decision”, is all I heard come out of this persons mouth.
So the big question is: Do I regret finding out the gender of this baby?
I can say, with 100% confidence, that I do not regret finding out. Knowing that I’m carrying a little boy deep inside my belly has been such a fun experience so far. It’s allowed me to dream about the rest of my life like I’ve never been able to do before.
Does that mean that I wish I would have found out with my previous pregnancies? Nope. Not at all. I loved the journey of the unknown as well. No doubt about it, there is a special kind of euphoria when you finally hear “It’s A boy/girl” after hours and hours of labor.
If I’ve learned anything from this experience, it’s that no matter what route you decide, it’s going to be awesome.
And if you’re lucky enough to experience pregnancy two (or more times), I suggest trying it out both ways. Find out once, make it a surprise the next time. Either way, you can’t go wrong.
Have you done it both ways? Did you favor one way over the other?
image source: Casey Mullins