Well, my gender reveal was today.

The entire pregnancy I told myself it was my intuition that made me think it was a girl, that I’d be happy no matter what and should my initial reaction be of disappointment, it’d ONLY be because I was wrong.

Well, today, at 27 weeks I finally found out for sure that I’m having a boy and the disappointment that surged through me completely took me by surprise. I realize now that I was hoping for a girl. I suppose I understand the reasons I may have behind that but I’ve always judged people who didn’t show the utmost joy no matter what the result so I’m doubly angry with myself for being “one of those assholes.”