And by "find out," I mean the gender. I don't know for sure. Everyone's been asking us, well, they've been asking me. I haven't talked to Matt about it at all. I don't know if it's because I keep forgetting I'm pregnant or if it's because I hardly ever see Matt and I don't think of it when I do, but we haven't said a word about it to one another since... goodness. Since before we had the first ultrasound, I think. I'm leaning toward not finding out, but if he feels strongly about it, I could be persuaded. I think. I don't know. I can't describe how much I loved hearing him say, "it's a boy!" during the delivery. It's one of the most memorable sounds of my entire life. I don't know if I like the idea of finding out ahead of time and spoiling that moment. It won't be spoiled per se, but I just liked it. I think I just re-talked myself into not finding out. Sorry, Aunt Amy.
In other news, Nana is coming down to visit today! Hooray! I can't wait for her to see Henry boy and how big and silly he's gotten. He's just so sweet and fun these days, I can't wait for her to experience it. :D
More gender nuetral gifts it is... like green tutus, hair bows/bow ties and well there are always the animal costumes.
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I can imagine hearing "it's a boy" during the delivery must have been so wonderful and exciting. I guess Aunt Amy can live with not knowing for another 5 months : )
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