And secondly, that what little element of surprise *might* exist in a revelation with only three potential outcomes can exist at 20 weeks just as profoundly as it might exist at 40 (or 38 because we’re thinking happy thoughts here). Just because I intend to find out five months before the baby is born doesn’t mean it will be any less thrilling than if I’d waited until it shot out of my wide open crotch. Continue reading →