Gender Shmender

To find out the gender we decided to have our Dr mark down boy or girl on a card and put it in an envelope. We kept this envelope closed a whole two days until christmas morning when we opened it under the tree.

So we finally know the gender. It was such a treat to get to know on Christmas morning, by far the best gift under the tree. When we started this process, we were open to either a boy or a girl, as we want two kids, and one of each. Its funny that even though we have just found out the gender of our first, we are already worried about the future. What happens if baby two is the same gender, do we try for a baby three? how about baby three, then do we try for baby four? Well i don't know about you, but when we haven't even had one, its hard to imagine three or four little ones running around.

Knowing the gender gives us such freedom. We now can plan the colors of the room, the theme of the walls, and the cute baby outfits to occupy the first year of the baby's life. I think that hardest part is going to be thinking of names. Up to this point, we were able to think of general things that we like, but the reality has set in, and its time to go from general, to first and middle names, and even spelling comes into play. We want something that is unique enough to not be on the no fly list, like john white, but not bizarre to the point that people say, were your parents on something when they named you?

O, did i go all this time and not say what gender we were having? how rude! I guess we wanted to wait a bit, as the doctor was only 90 percent sure in December, and we just had another appointment where they could give us the 110 percent answer. ITS A BOY! Its strange that when they confirm the gender, they give you a nice picture of his package on the ultrasound. Is that something we should save until he brings home his first girlfriend to embarrass him? I mean if we have a picture of 5 days after conception, then what else can get better then that.

Having a son is something both Kristy and I knew was coming. I had predicted it since before we got pregnant, in part because i think we were so excited for a daughter. Kristy also had dreams about holding a baby boy in her arms, which was a sign. As the reality sinks in, its getting better and better every moment. I get to teach my son to play sports, and to wrestle and rough house. I get to have him help me with construction projects and work on the car, and everything that typical boys do. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not sexist, and if i had a daughter, i would offer to have her do the same. But its just surreal that I'll have a son that will emulate my moves and try to grow up to be like me. A good friend of my was very excited we were having a boy and said "the world needs more good guys". It sort of caught me off guard, but its very true. I don't claim to be a saint, but i know that I am a man that puts his family first, and has such a strong sense of doing good for others. And the thought that my son will grow up with some of the same values makes me proud already.