Memory Lane - Pink or Blue, Who Knew?

When we got pregnant with our second child in 2007, I was just all up in the air about finding out the gender. I wanted to, I didn't want to. Everyone else wanted me to, except for those that thought it would be best to let it be a surprise. But you can't prepare for the baby. But this is one of life's greatest surprises. But... You know how when you're pregnant, advice and opinions come out of the woodwork? It was such a decision!

My husband, however, had no such dilemmas. He was finding out.
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So, adding another layer, if he knew and I didn't - how long would it be before one of us "broke"?

At 20 weeks, we went in for the routine sonogram, and it was decided. He would find out, and I wouldn't....yet. We thought it would be fun to share the news with ALL the people who wanted to know at a baby shower. They wouldn't know until the invite arrived, and I wouldn't know until I walked in the door. Pink or Blue. And who exactly knew? Did my friend at work get her invitation already, is that why she made that comment about boys? Or does my Aunt Rhonda know and that why shes pushing for girls names?

It was a looooonnnnnggg four more months of not knowing. I don't know if I could actually go a whole 9 months. It was almost excruciating. Along with being pregnant. And sick. I didn't know what kind of bedding to get, I didn't know how to prepare the baby announcements. I didn't know if I needed those adorable sweet pink hairbows, or some dandy little blue sneakers. I didn't know how I would react when I DID find out - happy, sad. That's alot of time to think about what you want your family to be like. I loved the idea of two boys: bunk-beds, Boy Scouts, dirt and football. But I longed for a girl to shop with, paint nails, and pretty-up with all the dresses and hair things. I wanted twins, a boy AND a girl. But the Doctor assured us there was only one baby. Darnit.

So finally the day arrived. It was a gorgeous day, and we arrived right on time. I was so nervous I was shaking. Getting out of the car, I said a little prayer for strength. Boy or Girl, I wanted a healthy baby to love and cherish...

They had me close my eyes, and Jay led me through the door. Bub ran ahead. It was hushed.
"OK, open your eyes!" and I did.

To a World of Pink.

photo: 2007 Layout: 2011 from Shimelle Sketch-of-the-Week 
papers & embelishment : Stampin' Up! Sweet Pea
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Kimberlee said...

Wow... you have amazing willpower. I couldn't have waited... although back when I had my daughter, they didn't do ultrasounds or anything (unless there were concerns) so I didn't know until she arrived. Cute LO.

Sian said...

That's a wonderful story :)

shimelle said...

Fab, sweet story and a great page too! :) Thanks for participating in this week's sketch!
I've featured your page in this week's post:

(oh and too funny: the verification word for leaving my comment is 'child rearing'!)