Finding out the sex of your unborn baby is a monumental event. You speculate because you're carrying low, or your hips have started to expand, or you're craving Milky Ways, but you never really know until the tech scans those parts with her magic wand and says, "So, do you want to know the sex of your baby?" Rob almost fainted during my last pregnancy when the tech uttered the words, "It's a boy!" If my mom hadn't been standing beside him to prop him up, he'd be a goner.
As soon as we found out we were expecting again, we knew we would want to find out the sex of the baby as soon as possible. This desire to know is centered around my obsessive need to plan things and my lack of patience. (Note: I do have some good qualities mixed in there amongst all the stinkers.)
This time, however, we wanted to do something a bit different. We wanted for family to be able to share in the excitement of us finding out this life changing news. We wanted to see their faces upon hearing the sex of the baby. We wanted for them to be there to scream with us, hug and congratulate us.
And since they don't allow 18 people in the ultrasound room, this is what we came up with. Planning this has been so much fun, and I have literally been about to bust waiting for this day to arrive. My family had no idea until....
The Big Reveal