A Matter of Choice

Today is my Dad's birthday so I thought I'd flashback a few years... not many of course, to his 50th birthday. My Mum decided to arrange a surprise for him, she did it brilliantly considering how much time they spend together and he didn't suspect a thing. Dad was told that the two of them were going out for dinner at a local restaurant.  What he didn't know was they were being joined by his friends and family! It was arranged that a friend would give them a lift to the restaurant on his way out. At this point Dad thought that the friend was going to be joining them for dinner as a surprise, on the way there he asked if that was the plan but was told no, the friend was very sorry but had other plans. He didn't believe them and expected him to get out the car when they arrived but instead he dropped them off and drove away. Meanwhile I was inside the restaurant and with all the others waiting for them to arrive. As they walked in I happened to be the firs...

I never realised how much of a reaction you can get when you answer a simple question, a question that everybody asks, I'd asked it previously, it's the natural follow up to... When are you due?, Is it your first? and sometimes comments such as Aren't you big? Are you sure there's only one in there? Yep, you must have guessed... are you going to find out what you're having? I had always assumed I would probably find out as soon as I got the opportunity unless AJ really didn't want to and then I might have been persuaded otherwise, but I'm not good with suspense! However he definitely wanted to know, and even said he would try and find out and not tell me if I didn't want to know! After posting my first scan picture on Facebook and commenting we would find out at the next scan I was surprised to see the replies saying I shouldn't find out. I had similar reactions in "real life".... apparently it would be something I'd really regret and ...