so we found out the sex of our baby last night
before we found out, I told my husband to pick the theme of the nursery, because 1) I feel like dads get steamrolled in a lot of the decision making where they could otherwise be included, and 2) I trust his judgement entirely
he picked space. it's neutral, it's cool, and he wants to take our baby to science museums and have a shared interest. I love it!!!!
so we started loading our registry with space books and space onesies, and they all say "boy". like are you fucking kidding me it's just got stars on it, calm down oh my god, it's for a baby and a parent who loves stars. I found one (1) book that suggested that girls could be an astronaut. so everyone who saw the list thought that we were having a boy, and we had to keep telling them that we didn't know yet. and like I don't mind that it says "boy" on all the listings, it's literally a piece of fabric, but the comments from other adults are exhausting.
and then last night we found out we're having a girl
we're both thrilled (as we keep saying - no wrong answers there, we're just excited that the rest of the test results came in healthy), but as soon as I called my mom and told her that the registry is misleading because it says boy everywhere she went "don't worry, this happened when I had you, I wanted to keep you out of pink because I hate it and it's not your color, and I wanted you to be into science too, and everything is for boys, it's so dumb, but I'll find you good stuff for her"
so now my mom finally has a mission that isn't hovering over me, and it's to get our daughter into STEM 🫡
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