I know I'm driving everyone crazy with my indecisiveness so I hope this is the last spin.
On our way home from Traverse City I started to feel uncomfortable about finding out the sex on V-day. Now that we had a healthy baby there didn't seem any reason to know. I told Brian that, ideally, I would prefer to wait but that I was willing to open the envelope just to stop the arguing, so he didn't feel like he was "just a sperm donor whose opinion doesn't matter."
So I woke up the next morning (ok, it was really afternoon....kind of late afternoon actually....but we have this feather mattress topper plus a down comforter...it's so heavenly) and the first thing Brian said to me was, "If it really means that much to you, then we'll wait." Then he proceeded to mope around the house, head hanging down, arms droopy. Next thing I know he's got the envelope in his hands and he's ripping it to pieces! I would have liked to have saved it for the scrapbook but I didn't say anything. Then he said he was going to Walmart to get out of the house. Ordinarily I would remind him that gas is $3.25 a gallon and taking a 15-mile trip just for kicks was a complete waste but I didn't say anything about that either.
He came home a few hours later with a bunch of baby clothes, half for boy, half for girl. He also played the baby's due date in the lottery for 10 days in a row. And he stood there in front of me....waiting. (I HATE gambling, BTW). He was waiting for some kind of reaction from me. Some kind of bitchy statement about wasting money. But I didn't say anything and his mood completely changed. He whistled as he hung the clothes in baby's closet. He said I can keep the sex a secret if I want, but I can't stop him from shopping.
Ugh, I never knew being pregnant would mean making so many decisions! From little things like which diapers and skin care products to use, to big things like child care, education and discipline...Brian and I disagree on EVERYTHING except ear-piercing. Looks like I have a lot of compromising in my future. But at least one decision is made and it's not changing again, I promise.