On a Gender Bender

I have decided (through husbandly persuasion) that I am not going to find out the sex of the baby. My husband had his heart set on being surprised, and the more I thought of that idea, the more it grew on me. We’ll wait until the day of the birth and then not only do we get this new baby, but we’ll also find out if it’s a little guy or gal. It’s like the cherry on top.

What shocks me is that 95% percent of people (and I’m totally making up this figure) who hear that we’re choosing not to know the sex are shocked by this decision. Many people seem to think there would be absolutely NOOOOO way to plan for a baby when you don’t know what it is. How will I paint the room? How will I purchase clothing and bedding? How will I be able to wait those extra months? It seems a vast number of pregnant women run around shouting not only their babies gender off the rooftops, but also the baby’s name, personality traits, future college prospects…

I think it would also be great to find out the sex, but ladies, let’s get a hold of ourselves. Just because you might know whether to go blue or pink does not mean you know who your baby is. You still won’t know who your baby is 4 months after it’s born. Sometimes this lasts through puberty.

And please let’s not get our maternity panties in a twist. I think planning in this way and finding out the sex makes so much sense, and I’m likely to try it that way in the future. But please realize that the baby isn’t going to care if his room is the perfect shade of sky blue or her shirt is as pink as her cheeks. It’s only us amped up mommies-to-be that go on these gender benders.

A blog is born, or was it just conceived?

I am generally last on the bandwagon when it comes to new trends and progress in society. I resisted facebook for as long as I could; I couldn’t accept tapered jeans and leggings until I found myself wearing them last year (now I have two pairs of maternity jeggings); and today, when blogging is probably so 2008, I find myself setting up one of my own.

There is a caveat: I’m not an expert on pregnancy, nor am I a professional writer, but what I do come with is a set of opinions and the right amount of chutzpah.

My goal is to take a reader through the important, interesting, and funny parts of my pregnancy and motherhood, and also relate to other mothers, women who are pregnant, and women who’d like to one day be pregnant. By no means will I provide advice, but I will assert myself when it comes to controversial issues or even things I just think are ridiculous and must comment on.

I hope you enjoy!

-S