In just a few short hours we will be surrounded by family and friends here in Arizona to find out the sex of our little bundle. I only wish everyone could be there to share the moment, but I'm sure we will find a special way to share the news.
On our flight between Huston and Phoenix I passed some of the time along the dreaded 33 hour venture by chatting with the man next to me on the plane and mentioned to him that we get to find out what we are having this weekend. He asked why it was that we wanted to find out. I told him that other than obvious curiosity and preparation, it was one milestone we would have the opportunity to actually share in person with our friends and family members back home since we live overseas. He understood and agreed with this logic right away. This was probably a good thing to agree with a tired, cranky pregnant woman whom you are stuck sitting next to on an airplane :)
Although I understand why some people choose not to find out the sex ('team green'), I can't say it would be something I could do with my first pregnancy. I find out today and the anticipation is still killing me! I know we are both very excited and hoping that either way we have a healthy and happy baby, however the battle lines are drawn. Matt swears that any other possibility than blue is absurd. "The man decides the sex, and I tell you that I decided" is a common response anytime the mention of pink is brought up. I must admit that from the beginning I have said that it really doesn't matter to me. It still doesn't, but I do find myself leaning pink more and more as time passes. Other than adorable clothing, bows, ribbons, and the overall fact that girls are awesome, I tend to think that part of my pink lean has come about from teasing Matt.
It's funny to me how from the very beginning we start to guess, even assume that the little person making their way into the world is 'this or that'. We, as parents-to-be start to develop ideals about what they will be like. We have desires that they will carry certain traits and have certain mannerisms when in fact, they often come into the world with their own agenda. Many things children turn out to 'be' are things that their parent's couldn't have fathomed years ago. It's also interesting how some parents choose to accept and sometimes embrace these choices while other parents decide to reject or ignore them. I suppose that in spite of all of your expectations you can only try and do your best as a new parent and learn from your (and your child's) mistakes as life goes on.
Well, I must say that it all starts today... not really, but really! Place your bets because the clock is ticking. What will it be- a he or a she?
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