At our 20 week ultrasound, we chose to have the tech put the gender in an envelope, have my good friend make us cupcakes with the filling displaying the gender. The whole time I talked about "him" and "this little boy" and basically went on and on and on.
When I bit into that cupcake and saw the pink icing, I did a double, triple, quadruple take. WHAT!!! A girl?! How?!
My husband and I looked at each other with identical faces of complete and utter disbelief. This was NOT the plan.