Before our first child, she had a couple of miscarriages.
First kid (boy), she felt funny, took a test, positive. Turns out we were trying, I just didn’t know about it.
We were trying for a second, and she had another miscarriage.
Second kid (boy), again, she felt funny, took a test, positive.
Third kid, we definitely weren’t trying, but there was this thing called Parents Night Out, where you could drop off your kids and they’d have games, movies, etc. Well, instead of Parents Night Out, we had Parents Night In, and bingo, she felt funny, took a test, positive. This time it was a girl. Yay!
I was there for all the tests, so there really wasn’t any “so, how’d she tell you?”.