We told anyone who asked what the genders were, but steadfastly refused to divulge the names we had chosen. We knew what we wanted and didn’t want any discussion of the matter.
I didn’t want to know but the doctor told me anyway. I was speechless because I thought she would give me the choice before spilling the beans. It was an ultrasound so it was conclusive. I still remember the first line on the report: ‘male, chromosomally normal’.
Now, we were one of those couples who envisioned ourselves with a girl. Don’t know why, we just did. While I wasn’t exactly shattered at the news, it took us a day or two to adjust and from then on it was plain sailing. Goes without saying we were also feeling relief at the good news that the baby was healthy.
In retrospect, it may even have been a good thing. I wouldn’t have liked to go through that process of disappointment and readjustment straight after having given birth. But the fact remains that the doctor should have not assumed we wanted to know, just because everyone else does.
This is genius. My BIL and SIL did the same - every one knew the gender, but no one knew the name until the baby was born. No family-name quibbles, no snarky comments from friends/family members. Too bad they took two of the boy names we like best! (Nathan & Ryan)
My brother is expecting a baby boy for, uh… next week.
Bro, myself, otherbro and Mom didn’t care whether the baby was a boy or a girl, so long as it had all the right parts. But sis in law is somewhat of a control freak (ok, she’s a royal pain in the ass for control specially since she got pregnant, she’s not hearing me so I can say it, so there!) and she wanted a girl because “little girls look so cute with all those bows and stuff and I just SO love pink”. Uhm yeah, you mean like not-yet-born-Marcos’ aunt, the one who would pull any ribbons or pink stuff off her clothes?
It took her over two months to get over being told “it’s a boy”. When the doctor told her, SIL asked “are you sure?” and the doctor said “hon, either that’s a dingdong or my husband been lying to me about what they look like”.
We’ve got bets riding on whether Marcos arrives early and by how much, just because if he does it will piss SIL so badly 
Of course he survived. I never said that it would do any harm. The only thing I can see is that it would be a minor inconvenience to have to explain it, but I don’t call that “harm”, do you?
Why is the mere suggestion that someone might not want to dress their boy in pink upset you so much? 
There’s no harm done either way, as far as I’m concerned.