I’m prepared for the backlash against me for saying this – really I am.
I’m prepared to be called a wowser — a funbuster.
But I stand by this next statement with my hand on my heart.
I’m talking to you pregnant types. Those glowing slightly nauseous (usually first timers) browsing the expensive pram catalogues.
What is with this thing so many of you do when you find out the sex of your baby but you don’t tell anyone because it’s a ‘secret’.
Do you seriously think we care?
“We know” you say with a twinkle in your slightly puffy eyes, “But we aren’t telling”. YOU AREN’T TELLING.
This is what I want to reply: WHY NOT?
Because who honestly cares what the sex of your child is except you and your partner. Maybe any siblings your unborn baby has if they’re old enough. Grandparents, sure.
But the rest of us? I’m telling you now. We might smile and act interested. We might prod and poke a little to find out because it’s mildly annoying not to know a secret. But we are just being polite.
We don’t care. Your secret is really only interesting to you.
We will coo politely at your ultrasound pic, and happily talk bassinet-or-cot for a few minutes, sure.
But as for the sex. It’s your baby.
Glad it’s healthy. Glad it’s making you happy.