The question, the question, what is the biggest question? How far along? Maybe. Any morning sickness? Yes, that too. But the one question is boy or girl? I don't know if we are going to "peek" at the little parasite and see if we have to nail down all of the toilet seats in the house. I have always been pretty adamant that I would never want to know. Some romanticized vision of being surprised while taking a peek as the baby comes out, then running through the halls screaming "IT'S A ?????????????????!!!!!!!!" I'd do it too. Then I'd pass out cigars or gum. I know! Trident layers gum! Everyone on the commercials wants to be paid in Trident layers gum.
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| It's a girl!! |
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| It's a boy!! |
There was also some talk of not wanting to know because it's like peeking in the presents before Christmas morning. And I am all for that argument because I'm a firm believer in keeping secrets. BUT...on the other hand I do not like surprises. I like to be prepared. I like to see my options and choose accordingly. Peeking early would give us a chance to prepare, not only physically, but emotionally as well. Girls and boys are very different so I think some preparation emotionally would be beneficial. Oh who knows?
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