Wow. Time’s kinda flying. This is a verrrry exciting week for us. Our anatomy scan is still scheduled for the day after Christmas. Originally we were going to just wait to find out the sex on that day, and then have a gender reveal party to our families the following weekend. I thought I could wait until then. The more I thought about it, I realized I couldn’t. And I wanted to be able to tell our families on Christmas Eve and Christmas when both my sisters would be there. So we found an elective ultrasound place, and have an appointment for this Saturday morning!!! Eek. I will be 17 weeks 4 days, so hopefully there will be no room for error.
I wanted to schedule the gender scan in advance so I could figure out how to surprise our families, and give me enough time to order things online to use in our surprise (gender-specific onesies, etc). Being the planner I am, I ordered everything last week. In both genders. It all came already and is ready to go. So much for needing that extra time.
What I’m now worried about it being able to keep my huge mouth shut from Saturday to Friday. We’re going out to dinner with my in-laws on Friday night, and then driving home Saturday for Christmas, when we’ll tell my parents and sisters, and eventually my extended family. I feel like I will absolutely be busting at the seams to tell people, especially my mom and sisters. I’m already stressing out. I don’t trust myself!
And now I’m dealing with a guilt-trip from my dear mother. The other day she asked what the plan was, and she wasn’t too happy when I told her. She thought that we’d somehow be telling both families simultaneously, but it’s impossible when we don’t live in the same city. I want to do this face to face. So far, the news of every milestone this pregnancy, from our positive pregnancy tests, to our ultrasounds, has been delivered by phone call or text. Just this once I want to see their reactions, and be able to hug them, and scream, and jump up and down, and whatever we’ll do. I do feel guilty though. It’s MY mom. I don’t like that she’s finding out after my in-laws, but I just have to keep reminding myself that it’ll be so worth it face to face, and it’s like we’re saving the best for last.
Four more days and we’ll (hopefully) know if this is a little boy or girl growing in here. It’s insane that we’ve come this far already. I’ll keep you posted. 😉