This past spring we were happy to announce we would be expecting our third child within our six years of being married. Super thrilled, we had no care or concern for the gender after being blessed with a girl as our first child, and a boy for our second. Our five-year-old daughter on the other hand was dead bent for a baby sister, so we were quite excited to plan an unforgettable baby gender revel for her and for ourselves.
A few weeks ago Gigi (our daughter) and I had a girls trip to 3D Keepsake Imaging for a very entertaining 4D ultrasound. Before we started I handed a small note card to the Lead Sonographer and asked her to write the sex of the baby in the card, and to please keep it a secret from our ears! We left giddy with anticipation as to what was in the card.
The card sat all week until Saturday morning, the big revel day! On Friday I purchased a large box from the postal store, we decorated it with temper paint, taped up all three sides, and cut the inside flaps to the bottom of the box knowing I would need to have balloons easily fall out without getting caught on unneeded cardboard inserts. I left the bottom open and we popped the box, our secret card and a roll of packing tape in the card and headed to our local Safeway Florist to fill the box.
I wrote a nice note with specific directions for the florist just to relieve any unneeded confusion and made it as easy for her as possible. I asked her to fill the box with balloons, NO HELIUM, just air, so the balloons can fall on us not float away. Pink and Purple for a girl, or blue and teal for a boy please. Oh, and one weighted Mylar balloon reading It’s a Girl or It’s a Boy too. She was happy to do this and our cost was just for the balloons.
Later that afternoon I picked it up and my husband hung the box from two trees in the back yard. On the bottom of the box I attached a ribbon to the packing tape so he could easily pull the tape off the box seem to open it from up high.
We waited for the shadows to dip behind the trees and then, 54321 here we go! The box opens and the first balloon comes out. It’s purple; we got ourselves a baby girl!!!! Everyone goes wild and even I forget to keep my face to the camera. An amazing moment? Yes. Pintrest perfect? No. This required a ton of fun planning and it still was not Pintrest perfect and I am even a photographer! What to learn here is that Pintrest Perfect is few and far to come by. Just enjoy your experiences and record your memories the best you can. Anything is better than nothing, and have fun with the process; it is really all that matters.
Later that night I wanted to take Gigi’s picture in the street to remember our beautiful day. A gorgeous sherbet orange and baby pink light covered the streets and her skin. I turned to look behind me and saw a bear cross our street. Not one bear, but four. It was a Mama bear with three little cubs following behind her. I couldn’t help but recognize the message that was being given to us at that moment. I am soon to be a mother of three, and on such a special day a force of nature with three young cubs walks just 40 feet from our presence. Together we all said, “Good Night Sunshine; thank you for serving us today. We pray to see you again tomorrow.