While at the beach house with my family, I ran over one night to a nearby ultrasound place to "confirm" that the little baby growing inside me is a boy. I wasn't planning on doing a gender reveal this time around because I felt like there was no surprise or wondering. I knew this baby was a boy.
But last minute, Daron mentioned that with Carter being old enough to understand what's going on, it might be fun to do a little something that involved him. I agreed and decided to go get the gender checked early. I had them put the gender in an envelope and then hid it in the closet of our room at the beach house. (Knowing my ridiculously sneaky and noise family, one of them would have opened it up before we had the reveal!) I had lots of cute ideas rolling around in my head but in the end, my pregnant self didn't care enough to put in the time or energy to execute them.
My family was getting anxious to know so I finally made Daron go find a blue sand toy and a pink sand toy and then my mom and I wandered over to a "neighbor's" house and asked them to look inside the envelope and put the matching toy in the brown paper bag and bring it back over to us. We felt a little silly but the neighbor was thrilled and so sweet about it.
Then we all gathered outside and had Carter open the bag and announce to everyone what was inside!
AND THE TOY WAS PINK!!!!!!
I truly was so, so floored. I had an experience before I was even pregnant that made me think the next baby coming to our family would be a little boy. I was so confident, while visiting London with Daron, I bought "him" clothes(!!!) and told everyone it was a boy. I even had a name picked out. I say "I" instead of "we" because Daron wasn't on board with the name... yet. ;)
Oh, I was so sure. I really thought I knew. When Carter pulled out that pink toy I couldn't believe my eyes. In the video (posted below) you can hear the beginning part of me yelling, "Nooooooooo." haha I feel bad I screamed that but I was so shocked! Eventually, I just kept yelling, "What!? Wait, are you sure!?" in an extremely high pitched voice and I immediately ran inside to grab the ultrasounds to see for myself.
Even a week later, when we all went into the normal 20 week ultrasound appointment, I still thought there was a chance they were going to tell me it was wrong and it was a boy... but it was indeed, a girl. A sweet, adorable girl with the most perfect profile you have ever seen.
Once I was over my initial shock (which took about a week, ha!) we could move on to the fun stuff of trying to pick a name, etc... That's actually really hard and kind of stressful but also exciting.
A link to the whole ordeal <and my very shocked reaction> here.
Can't wait to meet you, baby GIRL!