You mean you didn’t have a big surprise party during each of your pregnancies revealing whether you were having a boy or girl? These are elaborate events for some and often very creative.
I didn’t either.
No, never. It’s up with “push present” among the childbearing-related customs I completely missed.
We knew the sex of some of our children before they were born. We used the information to say, “Look, it’s a girl after two boys: we could use some pink clothes!” or, with the last one, to reassure the sisters that it wasn’t the 5th brother in a row.
Neither did I. I would not have wanted to know even if such information was available in those days. And, I suspect, you are like me in that you don’t need to be saying “Look at me!” all of the time.
It (Gender) is only temporary until the kid gets messed with by the school system and ‘decides’ what he/she/it is.
By the time ultrasounding babies gender came around we were through making babies.
In these silly, manufactured events I sense the insidious influence of chicks.
They must be reeled in. It’s the opposite of possessing common sense and being grounded in reality.
It perpetuates a fantasy world for chicks.