If you saw our announcement the other day, you may be wondering if this little baby is a boy or a girl. As a planner and a compulsive list maker, it has always been a no brainer to find out the sex of my babies. I needed to know so I could decorate nurseries, shop for baby, or at the very least figure out what clothes to take out of storage. Early on in this pregnancy, I found myself discussing old wives tales with my sister. I felt a strong need to know if this baby is a boy or a girl.
While looking up ideas for gender reveals on Pinterest, I kept finding myself cringing. Don’t get me wrong, I think sharing the baby’s sex with family and friends can be a special moment. I just had trouble getting past all of the gender stereotypes I was seeing: guns or glitter, blue or pink, ties or tutus, boots or bows, tractors or tiaras, and lures or lace. I have tried to raise my children in an environment without gender role restrictions, so it caused me to consider if finding out the baby’s sex was truly important to me.
Does the baby’s sex effect where they will sleep? No, the bassinet is already set up in my room and the crib is set up in Maeby’s room.
Does the baby’s sex effect what clothes I pull from storage? No, this is my first Fall baby and all of the newborn (in my kids’ cases, size 0-3 months since they didn’t fit into the newborn size) clothes are for Summer.
The only reason I could think of for finding out the baby’s sex (besides curiosity), would be to prepare Maeby if we found out the baby is a boy (she really has her heart set on having a baby sister). I figure it would be easier for her to find out the baby is a boy once she can see him, than finding out months in advance.
As a bonus, I feel like not knowing the baby’s sex will give me extra strength and motivation during labor.
And I can’t wait for the moment that my doctor places the baby on my chest and says “it’s a ___.”