Big day tomorrow. We finally get to find out the gender of our child. Honestly, I do not have a preference. I now really understand when soon-to-be parents say they don’t have a preference and just want their child to be healthy, they are not just saying it as a politically correct response.
I now know they mean it.
I mean it’s a 50/50 chance anyways right, so why stress over it? Well, oddly enough, I did a quick search of first time birth stats in Canada in comparison to other countries and I found in this 2012 Canadian Medical Association study that the odds are actually 1.07 to 1 in favour of a boy. Better yet, the study samples from 766,688 live single births in Ontario between 2002 and 2007. That’s where I live!
So let’s let that sink in a little…
What is my mindset right now?
Well, if it is a boy I guess I’ll have to play the strict stern parent right? I mean, it only comes natural for me to be able to relate to them and sort of know what they will go through in life?
That’s how this parenting stuff works right? Just things by default.
If it is a girl…Game over.
Seriously how the heck am I supposed to know what to do? What’s the protocol on dressing girls? Do dresses go from the bottom up or top bottom? Is there a hair-tie and hair length compatibility chart I can follow? What do I do?
(Okay, the ponytail question is a lie…I already have ponytailing experience. Back in the 11th grade, but I swear it was one of those cool ponytails that would’ve made you think…”Dang, I wish I can grow my hair long overnight and come to school with a ponytail like that kid.”)
But then again, I hear boys are generally brattier and smell worse. But I guess regardless, if this child is my child they’ll be a stinker regardless of gender.
Maybe now is a good time for me to just close my eyes and let tomorrow come.
Perhaps soon-to-be parents say they don’t care and just want a healthy kid cause they don’t want to go over the pre-stress of what type of parenting style and role they’ll employee when the watermelon pops?