I almost forgot!

Ok, as some of you may or may not know, Dave has never really wanted to find out the gender of the baby. Whatever his (albeit stupid--LOVE YOU) reasons are, I have decided to respect that. Now, that doesn't mean I'm NOT going to find out. He can kiss Malachi's fuzzy ass! It means that I'm going to find out, and only tell a select few, and call it good.

Now, some of you may wonder about the Baby shower. Well, We'll just have one AFTER the baby is born. That way I don't have to be around a lot of people during a New England Summer, and then again in Fall. Hey! It'll be cheaper for everyone! I'll just buy all the baby bedding and things of that nature, and call it good. It works out--seriously!

I found out the gender on April 1st. :) Don't take offense if you aren't someone I tell. It will REALLY depend on if you knowing can leak back to Dave. If I pull this off, do you all understand how HAPPY I will be? How HAPPY that would make DAVE that he'll get his wish? So please, no harassing me to know. Sorry family members, this means you will find out when Dave does. I can't WAIT for Dr. Wonderful to delivery the baby and say "Congrats! It's a Boy/Girl/Two-headed toad!" and to see the look on Dave's face. Yes. That goal means more to me then anyone else knowing.

Deal with it. :-)

Oh, I'm telling you all this NOW, so that when April 1st comes along, you will have already conditioned yourself with the fact that you won't be getting that call/text. :)

I know some of you are probably mad at me, but that's OK. Dave actually DOES mean something to me (I know, shocking, huh?) and this is more for HIM then ANYONE ELSE.

You all LOVE ME--even if you currently hate me. :-)