I promise this blog will not become a blog that blows up with all things pregnancy. Because let's be honest, most people don't really care that much about seeing sonograms, or hearing about what I am craving (or not craving) or reading about how much weight I have gained (or lost), or learning what fruit my baby resembles on a particular given week. And to be honest, I really don't want to divulge that information or weekly pictures of my pregnant self for all the world to see. So, I will try to spare my readers all the pregnancy details. However, we have received
quite a few inquiries about whether Baby Stier is a boy or girl, so I thought I would do a quick post on the gender reveal and Baby Stier.
Basically, this sums it up best:
Yes, It's a girl. I don't know why I thought it might be anything
but a girl, but there you have it. It, is a she! When we went to the doctor, we had the sonographer (who is
the best sonographer on the planet by the way) write it on a card. Scott and I then went to lunch and opened the card together. This allowed us to have a little moment of finding out the gender just the two of us. He was shocked. However, I had a little feeling "it" may be a she! The funny thing is the first words out of Scott's mouth were, "Well, I guess we better start saving for the wedding now."
You can say that again. He then proceeded to say, "I have a feeling this means that we are going to have a house full of girls."
Me too......
The question then becomes, "So how did you reveal the gender?" We didn't want to have a big gender reveal party. It was stressing me out just thinking about it, and who needs stress? So we called Scott's family via Google Hangout and held up two outfits, one pink and one blue and dropped the blue one leaving only pink. It was very cute and fun. It was fun that despite the distance, we were able to all be face-to-face and share in the exciting news. Technology knows no state boundaries. It is a beautiful thing.
Next, we had plans to get together with my family and just decided to tell them when we saw them next, which just so happened to be
almost two weeks away! At first, it was difficult to wait that long, but the longer we waited, the more fun it was. Everyone was guessing. And the anticipation was building. My sister, Jenifer, even said I slipped and called "it" a "he" when we were chatting on the phone. She told her husband but "promised they wouldn't tell a soul," except that
she proceeded to tell the whole family. So, everyone thought we were having a boy except Dad and Patrick. Which made the reveal that much better. It was a blast.
As Scott and I were talking about how we wanted to tell my family, I thought some balloons coming out of a box or pink cupcakes would do the trick. However, according to Scott, "that would be boring and anti-climatic." Thus, the brainstorming session began.
After
many interesting ideas, most of which I will spare you the details, Scott lands on the idea of a live dot race. You know, the kind that they play at the seventh inning stretch? All I could think of was pregnant lady running around the yard, the same pregnant lady who has barely been able to get out of bed some days.
Great idea. As I sat there, getting ready to veto another idea, Scott starts talking about it with
such enthusiasm. It's like he read my mind because he liked this idea so much he said, "Don't veto it yet." So we drove and talked and
somehow, someway, he convinced me it was a good idea. So there you have it: in my parent's back yard, we ran around, he dressed in blue and me in pink, doing a live dot race. And he was right, it was a good idea. It was hilarious, creative, and kept everyone guessing right down to the minute I passed the fallen blue horse and ran across the finish line! It was pretty epic if I do say so myself. And the family that was
convinced it was a boy because I "slipped and called 'it' a 'he'" was in shock. Pretty great.
Moral of the story: There is
never a dull moment being married to a man with a carefree spirit who lives with child-like wonder. He is always busy, never quiet, and always making me laugh. And so sometimes, you just have to roll with it because I am learning life is more fun that way. Not only are there lots of laughs, but
great memories are made. Plus, when your husband is
convinced something is a good idea, sometimes rolling with it is a good idea, especially when you realize he is about to be outnumbered and may or may not be vetoed a lot more in the days to come.....
So, yes, if my husband wants a dot race, I will run my pregnant self amuck around the yard and let my child-like spirit run free. And make a memory that we have for many years to come. And yes, in case you were wondering, it was
way better than balloons coming out of a box or eating pink cupcakes. This little Stier family takes entertainment value very seriously.....
The natural next question we get is: "Is that what you thought it was going to be?" Or, "Is that what you wanted?" To be honest, we both had "thoughts" on whether we would have a boy or girl. However, this pregnancy has not been the easiest thing I have ever done. I guess I had visions of sugar plums and fairies where I would be glowing during my pregnancy and be able to eat whatever I wanted with no excuses. However, I have experienced quite the opposite. I have had a bit more complicated pregnancy than expected on top of being super sick most of the time. Needless to say, I have not yet seen the "glowing" and definitely
not been able to eat whatever I want, or even much at all. With all that being said, we are just praising God that we have a healthy baby. Boy or girl, we feel very blessed to be at the point we are at today....so yes...we are excited we are having a girl!
The final question we get is "Have you picked out a name?" Or, "Have you talked about names?" Or, "What is her name?" To answer these questions, yes, we have talked about names. No, we do not have a name yet. In all honesty, with me being so sick on top of trying to keep up with work and all the other activities going on in our lives, we really haven't talked too seriously about it. We have a
very long list. So unless we are able to somehow reduce the size of that list, this Baby Girl may not get a name until three days
after she is born. Moral of the story: naming a baby is hard. I mean it is something she will live with for the rest of her life, so it is something "we" are taking
very seriously...or in other words....it may take us a while to agree or decide on a name. And truth be told, once we do have a name, we will probably wait until her arrival to reveal the name. So stay tuned....
So there you have it. The Stiers are having a baby girl. For all those readers out there, thank you for reading and for your interest in what is going on in our lives. We so appreciate your love and support and are excited about the next stage of becoming parents. We covet your continued prayers for a continued healthy baby.
Until next time, be blessed.....
