After getting a rousing response from this card, I decided to make it available to you online, if you are in the market for a humorous gender reveal of your own! Check out these Stationary Cards, T-Shirts, Tanks, (wow your gender reveal party guests), or even his and her mugs! I can't tell you how hard I laughed, watching this image be placed on all of these products. I hope you enjoy as much as I did.
I wish you could have all sat in my dining room over the past couple of nights with Burley and I.
They have been for the books.
Being that both of our families are wildly successful livers of life, and are spread across the southeast and northeast, we had to think long and hard about how we wanted to share the gender of our big little news with them. Despite the distance, we are extremely close with our fam dams, and telling them these exciting things over the phone, not seeing their smiles and tears, it was just too much. We had to work it out.
So we decided to send them the news the old fashion way... Pony Express.
With strict instructions not to open the mail until we were all grouped up on Skype and staring each other in the face.
With hectic schedules, babies and toddlers, different time zones, and varying affinities for technology, Burley and I knew this would be the LEAST simple way to share the news.... But definitely the best.
So we skyped.
We tried to get videos showing on the screen for minutes and hours.
We caught up on a million other things while we waited for everyone to get situated.
And Burley and I went to bed feeling more loved and more excited than ever for this little one's entrance into the world. Because true love, is love shared. Love poured out.
What is love without the other smiling face on the other side of the screen?
What is joy without sharing it with a village of hearts who are rooting for you?
What is the gender of our baby?
Oh. Yes. That little fact....
Mini Burley has been confirmed. He is healthy as a horse,
and hung like one too.
What? I didn't say that.
We are overwhelmed as we can finally refer to our baby as a human and not as a fruit, vegetable, or an "it." He is kicking. He is growing. And he is giving me lots of beautiful heartburn, which can only mean one thing...
He will hopefully be just as blessed in the facial hair department as this stone cold fox....
Burley was kind enough to let me post this photo.
It is a real. Genuine. Candid shot. Of his bad-to-the-bone self.
Can you believe he didn't even try to strike this pose?