We decided a few weeks ago that we wanted to know the baby’s gender when we had the three month scan.
Today was that day and we’re having a boy!
I’m very excited by this news…now before I’m branded a sexist or subjected to a public shaming on twitter, let me explain.
I’m one of three brothers. I love my brothers and I love being a big brother.
Brothers is all I really know.
I recognise how amazing a daddy/daughter relationship can be, but I don’t know it.
I know mother/son and father/son and have brilliant experiences of both.
I guess there’s a bit of a sigh of relief with this news. Not because I’d have been gutted with a girl (I wouldn’t have been) but because I almost feel like I’ve got a head start with a boy.
And even though I know that’s not true, and even though nothing is going to prepare me for what’s to come, I feel a little more prepared for the arrival of my son.
…I’ve just read that last line again and freaked out…I’m ready for nothing.