I love a good surprise, don't get me wrong. The Man and I try to keep our gifts to each other a secret. But I am notorious for asking questions, even just the "yes" and "no" kind and still being able to figure out my presents. The Man stopped answering my questions the year he finally had me stumped on my Christmas present, only to have me ask the right questions and figure it out on Christmas Eve. Now, he won't play my game. It's rather irritating. I can't handle not knowing!
And a baby? Well, that's just about the biggest surprise of all. No way can I wait it out another four months and have the big reveal at the hospital. I just don't have that kind of endurance. I would have gone to that place at the mall where they do the 3-D ultrasounds weeks ago if not for the fact that they recently closed.
Will my baby be a boy or a girl?