True or false?
I experienced a weekend of revelations . The biggest one being that maybe I want to be surprised by the sex of our baby. I know, I was super shocked too!
Being prone to a Type A personality, it went without saying that I would NEED to know the sex of bubba as soon as medically possible and S was all for it as it is top priority for him to start bubba's shoe collection (if you are a new reader, go back to an old post 'My husband is a shoe whore') and buy suitable Man U supporter gear and 'kits'.
Well, the waters got muddied on Saturday night and you know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men - at least I hope you do?
So for the record, S' friends (and now also my friends) have all found out early on the sex of their bubbas bar one couple who had a surprise for their first and found out for their second. On my side, bestie C found out baby S' sex early on but everyone else has preferred a surprise, even in the case of their second.
Chatting to a few of these friends about surprise versus finding out on Saturday night has now got me thinking that maybe I do want a surprise. M had always encouraged the 'surprise' option and then my sister K entered the debate and let me tell you, that girl is one persuasive young lady, even heavily under the influence of champagne.
Just as I resolve the pram dilemma (we went with S' first choice, the Bugaboo if you're interested), up crops a new one! I always intended to be surprised at some stage, likely by my second but as one friend pointed out (she had 2 surprises and found out for her 3rd), what if I don't have a second bubba... I mean you just never know and then I will never get the option again. Also I have come to the opinion that there are so few surprises of this nature in life (I can only think of a marriage proposal in comparison) that we get to experience and it gives me an indescribably excited feeling to picture S walking out of the delivery room to our families waiting in anticipation and announce 'ITS A GIRL/BOY'.
S is yet to be wholly convinced but is wavering in his convictions and happy to support my choice although I can tell he is itching to buy bubba a suitable (read pink, blue etc) pair of Nike shox, Converse and anything else he can get his hands on.
So , do I go with Jane Austen ... “Surprises are foolish things. The pleasure is not enhanced, and the inconvenience is often considerable” and find out or do I go with 'Surprise being the greatest gift...'?
Did you or would you find out what sex your bubba was or did you (would you) have a surprise?