Thinking about when you told Derek you were pregnant always makes you happy. He was absolutely over the moon. You knew that he’d be excited, since he constantly talked about having kids, especially after you two got married.

Now, you’re at your 18-week appointment, where it’s common to find out the gender. But, neither of you want to know just yet. Whether you’ll wait until the baby is born or not is still up for discussion, but at this point, you both want it to be kept under wraps from everyone, including yourselves.

“We don’t want to know the gender just yet,” your husband tells the ultrasound technician. She nods and smiles at the two of you, reassuring you that it’s okay to not want to know.

“I know we’re waiting to find out the gender, but I also know that you already have hopes for what the baby is. So come on, tell me, what’re you hoping for?” He asks you, squeezing your hand as he stands at your side while you’re lying down. You had a feeling he’d ask, considering how well he knows you. He is right, after all— you do have a wish for what the gender is.

“Come on, babe. If you tell me what you hope the gender is, I’ll tell you what I hope it is.” Oh now he wants to trade a secret for a secret.