Boy? or Girl?

My husband recently told me that, if he were one of my blog’s readers, he would be frustrated and probably quit reading. (“If he were one of my readers. . .”)

Then he pointed out that I have yet to update my blog to announce the ultrasound results from March 4–whether Baby #4 is a boy or a girl.

I struggle with monumental posts.

You may (or may not) have noticed:

• Micah’s birth story ended as I’m making phone calls while prepping for an emergency c-section. I still can’t craft a post that can capture the feelings I had as a mother when my baby, born almost 2 months early, lets out the faintest cry at birth, after we were told not to be surprised if he made no sounds at all, due to the immaturity of his lungs. Or the incredulous excitment when they announced his weight–4 lbs., 12 ozs.! We would have been ecstatic with 3-1/2 lbs.
• Carissa’s birth story ended on my due date at 8 centimeters when my water broke, and I told the doctor that I didn’t think I could wait much longer to start pushing.
• I also regularly fail to record Christmas or birthday posts.

Basically, anything consequential just didn’t happen (on this blog).

I’m a perfectionist, and I feel inadequate in capturing the monumental or the once in a lifetime.

The mundane, however. That’s another story! I am a master of the mundane (ha ha!). In fact, this post is another example of my writing a post about . . . nothing.

This is why I have yet to post whether the baby is a boy or a girl.

And yet I’m already planning my post about giving away Mara and Carissa’s baby clothes. . .

I might have just let the secret slip.