Pregnancy and having a young baby is an exciting whirlwind, hence the lack of recent posts. Today though, I’m going to write about something that has bothered me during this process and I think needs more attention brought to it.
My husband and I didn’t find out the sex of our baby during pregnancy. This was a conscious choice and fit best with our family. We chose this for several reasons:
1) Neither of us were concerned about which sex our child might be, only that they were healthy.
2) We wanted a surprise for when our child was born. Something extra to look forward to a.
3) We didn’t want our child to be heavily and unnecessarily gendered before they were born. Swaythes of pink/blue really aren’t our style.
Now as any woman who has been pregnant in recent memory will know, one of the first questions people ask upon noticing your gravid form is “Are you having a boy or a girl?”. And after the first few weeks of this question, I came to dread it. At first I kindly explained we didn’t know what sex our child was. Then when I got more hormonal and less tolerant, I resorted to telling people we were having a human, or a giraffe/penguin/monster from Mars.
People’s responses to that also bothered me. A lot of people were kind and found my awful humour funny. These were the less funny and slightly irritating comments we got:
– “I couldn’t do that, I wouldn’t know what to buy.”
– “But what would you like it to be?” (I specifically do not like “it” in reference to a person)
– People implying that we did actually know but were choosing not to tell them just to be different/annoying/controlling.
– People using heavy stereotyping when guessing what I was having (I can imagine you with a lovely pretty girl in a beautiful pink dress/I think you’ll have a big, strapping boy, a rugby player maybe).
For the most part I realise people say and ask these things kindly and mean no harm by them. But why my child’s genitals were of such concern to people I will never understand. Do people really feel the need to put children into a box before they’re even born? Here’s how I feel about those responses.
With the first comment, I truly do not care nor mind if a family wishes to discover the sex of their unborn child. If that’s what works for their family then fantastic ! But to be so puzzled as to why a family might choose not to I do find a little odd. And of course I managed to buy things before the birth. I wasn’t limited to the previously mentioned swaythes of blue or pink. I picked thing from either side of the unnecessarily gendered shops, mostly things with animals on or that just looked cute to us. We also didn’t stick to the lemon/mint/grey items that some people assumed were all we could acquire. We gratefully received hand-me-downs from children of any sex too and by the time our little one arrived they had a massively overstocked wardrobe of many different and exciting outfits.
Of course, once our child was born and her sex openly known, we did receive an awful lot of pink. I’m not a pink person, I’ve never been. But it’s nice to add variety to her wardrobe and try different styles out on her. That said, she spent her first week in blue onesies with cars, dinosaurs and dogs on. And you know what? She looked just as beautiful as she would have done in pink, flowery and frilly clothes.
To those who asked me which sex I would prefer, why would I have a preference? My child will be an individual and will hopefully grow into a fully functioning human free from gender stereotypes. I truly did not mind what I had. It did not affect how I parent my baby or how I will raise her, beyond bodily hygiene and related physical processes.
To the, thankfully few, people who insinuated that we were hiding our child’s sex from you to be annoying, please… We had no interest in playing games with people. Our child is just that, ours. Part of our family, not public property. Even if we had chosen to find out the sex but not disclose it, what concern is it to you? This was joint first for the comment that annoyed me the most because it played into the fact that some people want to get out their swaythes of pink/blue and associated stereotypes and dislike when this is postponed or prevented.
Talking about stereotyping, let’s examine the final and most irritating comment. I’m all up for a fun game of guessing the weight and sex. But don’t assume what my child will be like. Why couldn’t a boy child enjoy fairies, or fluffy creatures or colouring? My daughter might one day become a strapping rugby player, if that is what she wants. Currently, the things she is most interested in beyond boobing and screeching are sharks, rabbits (we have two), her toy donkey named Yoghurt and Matt Mercer (one of the people in a webseries we watch). We will continue to support her interests and encourage her to do things because she enjoys them or finds them beneficial, not because outdated societal constructs say so.
This is not meant to upset those who choose to find out. As I’ve said before, that’s your choice and if it’s what works for your family, that’s great. Hell, if you want to indulge in the infamous swaythes of pink/blue, go for it. This is for those who choose not to and don’t want to.
So when someone you know chooses to keep their unborn’s sex under wraps, tell them how exciting it is. If you want to buy them a gift, ask them what theme they’re going for in their nursery or what sort of things they’d like. Break down these ridiculous boundaries and let them know what a beautiful baby human they’re having.


























