I never realized how badly I would want to find out beforehand until I was laying in bed dealing with my morning sickness and just aching to know who was living in me. Now that it's moving around in my belly and developing a personality, it's killing me not to know. I was worried my mom would be disappointed with me for finding out. But when I told her I didn't think I could wait, she said, "You know Rozanne and I will both have to go on shopping sprees now."
So. Not as bad as I thought.
I flirted with the idea of finding out the sex and acting like we didn't know. But Justin said he wouldn't make an effort to keep it a secret because he didn't see the point. We also talked with our friends about getting it put in an envelope, but Mr. Self-control vetoed that one too stating that he'd rip that sucker open right away. I probably would hold onto it for weeks trying to save it for a special time but never really knowing when that special time is. Plus, what's more special than finding out what the baby is when you're looking at it on a screen??
I think a gender reveal would be fun to do, but I don't know how we'd do it since we don't live near any family and a lot of our friends. Or if we could keep from bursting. That's the problem. I'm just bursting to know who it is! And I'd like to know who it isn't, so I can be sad about that. Justin thinks this is illogical because the person I'm sad about missing never existed in the first place. It must be a girl thing though, because I've had some mommy friends agree with me.
For the record, I'd be thrilled with a girl or a boy. I have a feeling it's a boy and I so hate being wrong, but we'll be jumping out of our boots with whichever it is.
By this time Monday we may just know. Or maybe I'll change my mind again.
First date. Just over 4 years after this picture was taken there will be a baby in the mix. Also that sweater looks ridiculous on me now.
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