I agree with Mum. Especially this: "You were fully formed personalities way before you were born and figured out how to operate in incarnate form. That was really quite the most wonderful part about waiting for you to be born - getting to know you and love you so tremendously way before you arrived in that tiny body!" So true to motherhood.

I, for one, wanted to know the sex of the babies for two reasons, one practical and one emotional. I wanted to know the sex of the babies so that I could pick out names, which PJ and I had an extremely hard time agreeing upon, so narrowing it down to two instead of four was essential. And I also wanted to know the sex of the babies so that I wouldn't be disappointed on their birthday. I wanted boys. You see how well that worked out for me. I don't know why I wanted boys, and I realize how ridiculous that is, but at the time I couldn't help it. I'm so glad I found out ahead of time so that I had many months to get used to the idea of girls and so that I could be nothing but thrilled on the day they were born. (And for that reason, I would never have had a "gender reveal party". That needed to be a private moment for me.)

And of course, my kids turned into exactly the little people they were supposed to be.

L.