With the amnio now past, the world outside immediate family and blogdom is getting the word about the pregnancy. And the one big question is what's the sex?
That's been pretty much the first question from everyone -- my mother, Evelin's friends online, my coworkers, everyone. But here's the thing: Since so much about this pregnancy has been out in the public (or at least public knowledge for multiple doctors, blogs, and Internet support groups), Evelin wants to keep the sex on the QT.
And that drives people crazy.
It actually is a bit funny watching people react to the idea that we'd know but not tell. Evelin's been warned that people will only get yellow or green (supposedly gender-neutral colors) baby items for us if they don't know the sex; but that would be better than some pink and blue stuff, I think. Others say it's okay not to share names, but that you have to say whether you're having a boy or a girl.
So, the answer may come out before the due date, but for right now, it's going to stay a secret. And that's how it's going to stay until Evelin changes her mind ...
Oh, and the cutest thing Monday night was when we took the Volvo back to the sellers. The seller is about 14 weeks pregnant and has a little girl about 3 years old. The mother told the little girl in Italian that Evelin was pregnant too, and the girl immediately ordered us (in Italian) to talk quietly because loud noises can scare babies. I'm not sure where that came from, but it was pretty cute.