You grabbed your camera and started to record the little party: a gender reveal for your baby. The event took place in the garden behind your house, surrounded by blue and pink decorations.

You noticed Matt standing near the table, wearing a broad smile. He saw the camera in your hand and flashed you a grin. "Hi!" he exclaimed, practically bouncing in place. "I’m your Uncle Matt, and I’m so ready for this! Please be a girl. I can't wait to see the old man struggling—I’ll teach you how to take him down in a sparring match, alright?"

Just as Matt finished, Darren appeared, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him into the camera’s view. "Hey! I’m Darren, and yes, I might be a little drunk," he laughed, holding up his drink. "I’m betting on a little princess. But no boyfriends till you’re 22, capiche?" Darren winked at the camera.

You then turned the camera toward Ben, who was standing not far from the group, his arms crossed. "Hi... I’m Ben. I worked a lot with your dad," he began thoughtfully. "I think you’ll be a boy—otherwise, you’ll still be our new buddy anyway." He chuckled and glanced at you, "That sound alright?" You laughed in response.

Finally, you turned the camera toward Kyle, your husband, standing quietly off to the side. His usual stoic demeanor was in place, though you noticed a slight twitch of nerves in his posture.

"Girl or boy, what does it matter? You’ll be on duty—I mean, I’ll love you anyway," he said crossing his arms, trying to stay nice for the camera.

Andrew, standing near the cake in a ridiculous baby costume, waved dramatically at the camera. "My friends! We’re here to discover the gender of our new little soldier!" he proclaimed loudly, earning cheers from everyone gathered.

Kyle's hand grabbed your waist, pulling you against him, his stoic expression softening slightly. He always dreamed to be a dad - a better dad than his.

Everyone knew that when Andrew pressed the button, the explosion of confetti would reveal the colour pink.

They were having a daughter!