The *almost* reveal with Emelia

There’s been so much going on with this baby recently. I had made the decision a few weeks ago to do the NIPT (non-invasive prenatal testing) because I didn’t test my embryos and while I didn’t do this with Olivia, I felt this time I needed to. Finding out the sex of the baby was a perk.

Now, with the bleeding and recently discovered SCH, it felt… really important to know who’s in there. I don’t know. I think it would make everything more real, but I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing.

Since we were obviously finding out at 12 weeks, instead of 20, we had far less time to think about it. Well, me. I had far less time to think about it. Chris usually is pretty laid back with this kind of thing. Do we find out with Olivia? Let Olivia tell us? Find out the two of us and then tell Olivia? These are big decisions.

Wednesday night, my OB had called me in regards to the SCH and she also told me she had the results of the Harmony test, which thankfully turned out to be all normal. So that was a huge relief. It was also very clear to me that my doctor knew if I was having a boy or a girl. Wowza. She told me I could pick up the envelope the next day.

Thursday afternoon after Olivia and I both woke up from our naps (always so righteously tired), we headed to the clinic to get the envelope. I honestly wasn’t planning on finding out that night. But we got home and I told Chris that I had it, and he asked if we were going to do it like we did when we found out with Olivia, and I realized…we should TOTALLY find out that night. The boutique we got Olivia’s outfit at was still open, so after dinner, I went outside with Olivia and Chris left to go pick out an outfit to surprise me with. I told him if it was a girl to laugh about it for me. But I knew. Like with Olivia, I knew who was there and it was my boy. Olivia’s been pretty persistent that’s this is a girl, but I think she just wants a sister in general.

After a few moments outside I realized, it was a gorgeous evening, Olivia was spunky and happy and I thought, what the hell. Let’s do this together. Let’s let Ollie be a part of this too.

Chris got home after a while and I was FREAKING OUT, you guys. Just like I did with Olivia. I was going to know. Boy or girl, I was going to KNOW.

We explained to her that there was going to be a pink outfit in the box or a blue one (which I know is SO gender-conforming) and I think she understood. She helped me open it. I asked her what her final guess was. She said it was a polar bear.

Oh my gosh, I know I’m never going to have this moment again, and once again, I’m so glad we did it this way. Only this time my first little miracle got to be present.

And now I’m going to leave you hanging for a few days. I know, I know, I’m awful. Stayed tuned for Monday! We’re telling our families this weekend!