Ashton: It was your 22 week check up at the doctors. Ashton couldn’t attend, do to the tour, but that was okay. He wanted you to find out the gender of the baby today. You were excited to know. Ashton wanted to get the nursery done. You both already planned out what the room would look like for both genders.
If it were a boy, it’d be music/band themed. Drum and guitar shadow stickers on the wall. Music records above the crib. To ensure his musical background.
If it were a girl, Ashton insisted that it’d be princess themed. “Pink, Disney and pretty,” as Ashton explained it. He was determined to have it be fit for a princess, for his little princess.
You entered the room, sitting on the chair. Lifting your shirt just enough, the technician squirted the cool gel on your tummy. He took the rod to your stomach, finding the child easily. You heard the heart beat, then saw it on the screen.
“It’s in perfect health,” he smiled. “Would you like to know the sex?” You nodded. Biting your lip, you waited for him to tell you the gender. “And there we go. It’s a little girl. See?”
You covered your mouth, grinning from ear to ear. He brought the screen closer to you. Grazing the screen with your finger tips, your eyes watered.
“My little princess,” you whispered.
Michael: You and Michael wanted the gender to be a surprise, so after you had fully pushed out your child, the doctor announced, “It’s a girl!”
“A girl?” You asked Michael. Looked at the child, giving a teary eyed smile. He nodded. The nurse gave you the little girl and you cried. “Oh, hello there. My little girl.”
“She looks just like you,” Michael choked. “Two beautiful girls.”
After the nurse took her to be cleaned, Michael kissed your temple.
“My two beautiful girls.”
Calum: Calum’s family was very invested in the baby, knowing how much he wanted this, Mali wanted to through a Gender reveal party. Calum enjoyed that idea very much.
At your 20 week check, Calum’s first question was, “Can we know the gender?”
“Calum,” you mumbled. The technician chuckled. “Actually, if you find it, can you write it down, but put it in the envelope.” You gave her all the materials. She nodded, putting it besides the screen.
“Okay, the baby seems to be doing fine,” she admitted. “As for the gender…”
“Paper, on the paper,” Calum reminded. He was determined to not mess it up. She nodded and wrote it down. “Babe, no peeking.”
Once all was settled, you guys drove to Mali’s home to drop off the letter. As soon as you got home, you saw a voicemail on your phone.
“Hey guys, Mali here. So, I got everything settled, the party shall be next week Saturday. You better not do anything. See ya then!” You were so excited.
Before you knew it, it was Saturday. Calum drove to the restaurant, squeezing your hand, pecking your knuckles occasionally. The party was beautiful. At the door, there was a poll. A majority of the guests thought it was going to be a girl. You held your baby bump. You two entered the main hall and saw everyone with male or female pins on. Mali rushed over to hug you.
“Hey there, mummy,” she linked your arm. “Just in time. The balloons are in the back.” Tom came out, with the box. Handing Calum the box cutter, you and Calum were prepared to open the box. Cutting the tape together, multiple blue balloons flew out. Everybody cheered and Calum dropped the cutter in the box, hugging you tightly.
“Oh, my God!” He yelped.
“We’re having a boy,” you mumbled into his chest.
Luke: Luke was sure to make it to today’s check up. He wanted to know the gender. The room was full of excitement and joy. Luke held your hand, watching the monitor.
“Okay, Mr and Mrs Hemmings, would you like to know the gender?” She asked.
“Yes,” you and Luke nodded together. She smiled, searching the monitor.
“Oh, my God,” Luke gasped. “Is that what I think that is?”
The technician grinned from ear to ear. “That’s funny, you should write that down.”
“It is,” Luke squeezed your hand. “It’s a boy!”
You squealed and Luke kissed your forehead. “Oh, wait till your mother hears about this.”