It’s a .... boy

 

It’s a..

Many asked why are you waiting to find out the gender? When we had Kylie I was so excited to find out the gender, come on she was the first and being a first time mom I needed to know. With Kylie knowing the gender kept me at ease because I  was able to prepare and know I was ready. 

Danny wanted to wait to find out the gender with our first some way and somehow I was able to convince him. I promised him our second child we would wait, and you know what the idea started to grow on me. There was also the excitement that if we didn’t have a boy the last name Santiesteban would just be one for the books, the pressure was on. 

 

When we found out I was pregnant I knew it was game on, my father would always tell me come on you can’t do this to us, no one believed we could wait till the delivery day. Every doctor appointment and ultrasound I had to make sure I said we don’t want to know the gender because anyone could of slipped. I was very lucky my doctors and nurses kept the gender secret. Every doctors appointment while driving I prayed they wouldn’t say because due to covid Danny couldn’t go with me. I would think to my self if they say the gender I will have to tell Danny or should I keep it a secret. I think I would of told him and not keep it a secret. 

Two weeks before my water broke I had a dream, in my dream my water broke and I went to the hospital. Before getting to the hospital I saw my whole family my mom, father, brother, sister and my father in law. I was already caring a baby in my arms I was just going to the hospital for them to check us out, my father in law tells me let me check the gender (in my dream I didn’t check) when he opened the diaper it was a boy at that point I was able to see my son in my dream. 

 

They say Mother’s dream of how their kids look, with Kylie I didn’t have a dream this time around I did and oh man did he look like Mason. He was handsome long and had light green eyes and the way he looked at me is the way he looks at me now. 

Let’s fast forward to delivery day. The morning  of my delivery ( Kylie’s birthday) my water broke around 2 am and off we went to the hospital. I was nervous to know the gender but deep inside I knew it was a boy I was confident. When the doctor delivered the baby Danny screamed in Spanish, I quote and excuse my French “ es una moronga” which translate in English “it’s a penis”. I started to cry because my dream was real when they placed him on me he was the baby I saw in my dreams. 

 

The experience of waiting to find out the gender was one of the most exciting and nerve wrecking. I wouldn’t change it and if I could do it again I would. I recommend every parent to do it at least one time. 

Love, 

Elizabeth Santiesteban