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Girl or Boy?

Aaron and I felt very committed to not finding out the gender with Paisley because we felt so blessed to be having a child that it just didn't matter whether it'd be wearing pink or blue.  And it was the best surprise ever!  Especially since everyone decided it was a boy (I carried her super low).  And to be very honest- I secretly wanted a girl BADLY.   My mom was divorced and I was an only child so we have always been extremely close.  I hope to have a relationship with my daughter like that.

I had always thought that we'd want the opposite the next time around and really suspected that we'd want to know in advance.  Which is why it's a bit crazy to me that I feel just as set on having another surprise. 

For one, I'm not a surprise person in any other situation.  I ruin gifts that I buy for others because I can't help but tell them in advance!  And the thought of a surprise party makes me nauseated.  But when it comes to something super important like my baby's gender, it feels like cheating to find out before birth.  I realize it makes no sense.

But what I also find interesting is that I keep assuming this baby is another girl.  Just feels like we're "girl" parents now.  And I've loved having a sweet liitle girl.  It's hard to imagine our lives with a boy.  But then again, boys have less accessories and drama...

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  1. SarahFebruary 14, 2012 at 8:58 PM

    So one of my best friends was pregnant and CONVINCED she was having another boy (her twin boys were 4). She painted the nursery blue, had boy all in her head, I mean just no doubt what so ever. She had a gender reveal party and I have NEVER seen this woman cry (before or since!!) until she bit into her cupcake. It made for the best party ever!! It was so much fun, but so beyond hilarious because she KNEW it was a boy :) I admire that you can wait. If Hubs and I ever have a baby I don't think either of us will be able to keep it a surprise LOL!! Either way I know you guys will be thrilled :)

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  2. FaithFebruary 14, 2012 at 9:40 PM

    Good for you! I just couldn't wait! And I felt like I bonded a little more easily knowing the gender, and therefore the name. But, of course, I supposedly knew Jackson's gender and if you remember, that was all wrong, lol! And, yes, boys have A LOT less accessories, lol! It is VERY expensive having a girl as you know! Although now that you already have one, they can share accessories:). So excited for you!

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  3. Mrs. D'AmicoFebruary 15, 2012 at 7:47 AM

    i love that you'll wait to find out! I bet that is the best surprise ever!!

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  4. Andrea ArbuckleFebruary 15, 2012 at 11:42 PM

    I don't know how you wait!! Didn't even cross my mind with either child! Having one of each, I know you'll be thrilled either way. Probably less drama 15 years from now with a boy!!

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