I always knew that I would want to find out the gender of my babies before they were born - that is just my jam. Mostly I wanted to find out because I know my weird self and if I bonded with said baby for nine months thinking "it" was a boy and then instead "it" was a she, I knew it would mess with my mind. Now having actually been pregnant, maybe that wouldn't be the case because I clearly didn't know Dean was a boy until 20 weeks, but I also loved being able to talk to him the rest of the pregnancy and call him by his name. All of that to say, I always thought I would want to create and elaborate, gender specific nursery, until we renovated two houses and I painted more walls than I care to remember. So one night before we knew Dean was a Dean, I was laying in bed and made the declaration that our nursery would be fairly gender neutral. We knew we would always want to use that room for the nursery because it is across the hall from our room and the s...