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He or She?? What Will Baby Be: The Gender Reveal

He or she?? What will baby be....

He or she?? What will baby be….

When I was pregnant the first time in 2012, my husband and I were counting the days until we could find out the sex of the baby. When we were asked if we wanted a boy or a girl, we gave the politically correct stating that we simply wanted a healthy baby (which we did, of course). And on the inside, we were both screaming, “BOY! LET IT BE A BOY!” My husband wanted a boy for obvious reasons – he had visions of throwing the baseball in the backyard and watching football on Sundays with his son. I wanted a boy simply because the idea of some day having to deal with a teenage girl absolutely terrified me. When the ultrasound tech told us that it was indeed a boy, I’m pretty sure we cried sweet tears of relief. We didn’t plan any special gender reveal – we simply texted our family and friends that our little boy was en route.

With this pregnancy, I had the same anticipation in finding out the sex of baby #2. This time around, I wanted to know the gender for different reasons – like whether or not I could toss the 45 bins of boy clothes in my basement or if I should get busy sorting and washing them. I can honestly say that I didn’t really have a particular preference this time around, just more of a burning curiosity. My pregnancy has felt pretty different than the first time around and I started to convince myself it was a girl. Only a little girl could cause such horrible nighttime nausea, pimples like a pubescent teenager, and cravings for limitless amounts of chocolate. All things I didn’t experience the first time I around, so I was secretly certain it just HAD to be a girl. Plus, the ring on a string test and the Chinese calendar said girl, and that shit is never wrong. Right?

On top of the fact that I was sure it was a girl, my husband’s side of the family has four grandsons, including our two year old. In my mind, the odds pointed to girl. How could we possibly end up with five little boys running around our future family gatherings? And I’m fairly certain my mother in law was looking forward to someday getting to spoil a little girl with princess things and everything pink. I have to admit, the idea of having a girl was slowly starting to grow on me… and so we counted down the days until that faithful ultrasound.

Last Monday morning, we were finally headed to the hospital with our son to find out the gender of baby #2. After drinking the required 32oz of water prior to the test, arriving 15 minutes early and having to wait for our appointment, I was more than anxious to get started. As I lay on the ultrasound table, I prayed that everything look healthy, that the baby would cooperate so we could find out the sex, and that I wouldn’t pee on the poor technician (32oz is A LOT of water, especially with a kid kicking your bladder).

It took what seemed like forever for her to get the necessary anatomical measurements before she attempted to tell us whether we were having a boy or a girl. Of course, when it was finally time for the big news, baby didn’t want to move its legs for us to sneak a peek. I made sure to tell the technician that I would do whatever it takes – Pound some sugary OJ, stand on my head, run circles around the waiting room – I was going to make that baby move if it was the last thing I did that morning. Luckily, our stubborn peanut finally gave in as I heard the technician say,

“I think….. it’s a boy!”

You think? What the hell does that mean? Is there a penis or not?????

But sure enough, after another minute or two, she confirmed that it was indeed another little boy. I was filled mostly with feelings of shock, then overcome with sheer terror – I had visions of my future unfolding before my eyes – fist fights, rough housing, toilet seats endlessly left up – I knew immediately that I was forever outnumbered.

I drove home in silence, still shocked by the thought of what life would be like with TWO crazy little boys running around my household. I know nobody likes to admit it, but I’m not ashamed to say that I was a little fearful of the amount of testosterone that was about to overcome my home. I can honestly say that it took me about two hours to fully embrace the idea that while I won’t ever get to take a daughter wedding dress shopping, I will love having a little brood of boys who will always secretly love their mother more than any other woman in the world.

And not to mention, I’ll never have to deal with a PMSing, back-talking, drama-loving, rebelling teenage girl. Thank God for that.

Because we had our family coming in for dinner the day after Christmas, we decided to have a little gender reveal cake to share our baby boy news. Because of the fact that we were making a big deal about keeping the secret and cutting the cake, I’m pretty sure our entire family was also convinced that we were having the very first granddaughter on my husband’s side of the family. And while I’m sure everyone else was probably just as surprised as I was, they were all still thrilled and excited for us.

It's a..... BOY!

It’s a….. BOY!

And the best part about a gender reveal party for the two year old big brother??? An excuse to eat a shit ton of cake, of course!

My little cake monster :)

My little cake monster 🙂


  1. Congratualtions!! I have two sons (ten years apart and separated by a little-big sister in the middle) and while things do get rough every now and then, they mostly spend time together playing a sport out back (football, basketball, or soccer) or video games. 🙂
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  2. I had two babies, first was a girl and second a boy, and these two were 8 years apart. Best buddies and always have been.! And just go invest in one of those automatic seat-put-er-downers cause you will need it….bad!
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