This is another one of my "don't read if you're easily offended" posts.
There has been something really frustrating me these past few weeks. It's something that I'm not sure I should be frustrated about, so I've kept my mouth shut and ignored it. But bottling things up has never been good for me, which is why I'm just going to go ahead and come out with a public statement so that maybe people will finally leave me alone about it.
We aren't telling anyone but immediate family the gender of our baby.
(at least for right now, maybe in a few weeks)
So quit bloody asking.
I guess my real frustration stems from the fifty (not an exaggeration) daily emails and texts I get, sometimes from the same people two days in a row asking the gender.
The logical side of me says that I shouldn't be so annoyed by this. But I am. Maybe it's the pregnancy hormones, or maybe I'm just insane. These days it feels like they're sort of the same thing.
If you've asked me and I haven't responded, please don't be offended. Like I said, it's a culmination of all of the asking that's getting to me, not certain individuals. I love that you care. I love that you like keeping up with what's going on in my life. This is probably just the pregnant side of me talking, and I'll probably be mortified that I posted this in about four months. And if you are offended, you can take revenge on me by not sending us any baby gifts. I'll understand.
Thanks for reading.