Keeping Up With Pinterest Fads; or The Gender Reveal Party

It's crazy how much things can change within just a few short years.  One thing that is "in" now is called the "push present"  This is a gift that the husband is supposed to give to his wife for all the hard work she puts in during the pregnancy and especially during the delivery.  When we had Casen a few years ago, this either wasn't a "thing" yet or I just wasn't aware of it.  Sorry honey, you didn't get one with Casen... maybe I'll do better for you this year...

Another trend that I blame on the rise of Pinterest, the social arts/crafts/shopping/ideas site which lets you look at ideas for everything from refinishing an old army knife handle to maternity photo ideas, is the Gender Reveal Party.

Once again, I wasn't aware of this when Jun was pregnant with Casen.  When we found out the gender, my mom was actually with us in the ultrasound room and immediately afterwords I called my dad to let him know he was going to have a fishing buddy.

The concept is pretty simple, you gather all your friends and family, drink some punch, eat some cake (of course all blue and pink colors), then you "reveal" the gender to everyone at once.  Some ways which I have seen couples do the reveal is opening a box full or blue/pink balloons, or maybe popping an opaque balloon filled with blue/pink confetti.

We chose to go with a cake which would either be filled with blue or pink icing.  When you cut into it and take out the first piece everyone would know the gender.

Isn't it pretty?  Thank to Becky Beagle for the cake.

On the 30th, we had the party at my parent's house and invited all of our family out to witness the reveal.  We had everyone line up on the side of the cake which they thought would be correct.  Before we had my mom cut into it, nearly everyone was on the boy side with the exception of my dad and my sister-in-law Keli.  Wow, everyone is so sure it's going to be a boy.  Would they be correct?

Nope.

That's right, Casen is going to be having a baby sister.  While I'm excited on the prospect of getting to experience raising a boy and a girl, I'm still just a little terrified.  I'm not really sure how to handle a little girl.  Boys are easy.  Cars, trains and dinosaurs.  All things I am familiar with.  Dolls, tutus and tea parties?  Not really up my alley.  I'm sure I'll learn, though.  Wish me luck!

What has been funny, is how Casen has reacted to the news.  I mean, he has no comprehension of what is going to be happening in a few months, but we've taken to asking him if wants a "bubba" or a "sissy" over the last few weeks.  Without fail, it's been "bubba" every time.  We correct him and tell him the coming baby is going to be a "sissy", but he immediately retorts "No, bubba."

Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddo.  Better get used to having a little sister.