Pink or Blue?

On Thursday we find out the answer to the question that's been on my mind since the day I found out I was pregnant - Boy or girl?

You know how pregnant women always say, "I don't care whether it's a boy or a girl, I just want a healthy baby?" I always assumed they were lying. That's probably terrible to say but I've always thougt that all women were harboring a secret preference they didn't want to share. Obviously, everyone wants a healthy baby. But surely some people want a healthy boy more than a healthy girl - or vice versa.  I was convinced the "healthy baby" line was just the expected, politically correct answer all women gave regardless of preference.

Well, here's the honest truth: I've always wanted a little girl. When I first found out I was pregnant I was so hopeful that this baby would be a girl. I had dreams of ruffled dresses and hair bows.  I envisioned a nursery full of pink and ruffles. 

But slowly, I started to think less about a little girl and more about a baby. Not about small things like clothes or nursery decorations, but about all the big things I'm looking forward to with the baby. First words and first steps. Teaching our little one to read and ride a bike. Christmases and birthday parties. And I realized that our baby's gender really didn't matter to me. I am beyond excited for everything that is to come, whether this little one is a boy or girl.

Now I understand all the women I've heard say that they just want a healthy baby. Because I'm one of them.

But that doesn't mean I'm not excited to find out. I am beyond excited. I cannot wait to hear whether we're going to have a son or a daughter. Finding out our little one's gender will make this all a bit more real. We'll be able to choose a name and start preparing the nursery. And Brian will finally stop looking at me like I'm crazy when I come home with baby clothes. (I hope.)

I thought it might be fun to see what all of you think. Will baby B be a boy or a girl? I put a survey in the sidebar if you want to make a guess.

One last thing. Thursday also happens to be my 30th birthday. Such a great present right?  Almost makes up for the fact that I can't have a drink. (Kidding!) We're having a little party with our friends and family on Saturday and we're planning to announce Baby B's sex at the party - which means that I won't be sharing the announcement on the blog until next Monday. I wish I could tell you all on Thursday but too many friends read the blog and I don't want to ruin the big surprise.