Bikini or Boardshorts: The Sex of Our New Sailor


Warning: The ballon picture is part of the story, and it may or may not be the final answer….

It turns out I just officially announced I’m pregnant by posting my first belly pic on the all telling gram of pictures. It surprised many to see I was pregnant, guess you all missed last months dramatic announcement story!…Written Here.  So, in this Instagram post I asked for a gender prediction and ALL guesses said boy! Now that I think about it, many people guessed “boy” when I was pregnant with Ella. With her I felt girl from the start which was confirmed around 18 weeks via ultrasound. But still, I would hear from old ladies at the grocery store, on the street, friends parents, everywhere, up until delivery day, people saying “o its definitely a boy! I can tell by the way you’re carrying.” A few times I would even tell them –no its a girl- and they’d say “O no honey, its a boy for sure” Haha, wtf? Ladies and their old fashion theories, prettttty cute. I imagined all the baby girl stuff I had for Ella not working and her being a surprise boy!

So this time, 8 technology years later… I know by blood test! I’ve known the gender for nearly 2 months now. Being a pretty intuitive person, I again felt it from the start, boy.  It could have been influenced by the fact that I kinda wanted a boy since I have a girl, right? Or maybe because again, anyone who knew early on said boy, except maybe one or two people, Trev and CJ (who followed her girl guess by saying she’s always wrong, so it’s probably a boy, ha). Even a nurse who was jabbing me with a needle while I was in the hospital said “O it must be a boy, they make you sooooo sick.” I started hearing boys make you very sick from many people. Honestly, I don’t think gender makes a difference, plus we learned I wasn’t just super sick, I was suffering from HG so that theory would be out the window anyways.


I just knew boy,  or did I just really want one…then there was a twist….


Just before the voyage I suddenly kinda wanted a girl. I started to think about how Ella just had a brother (on her Dad’s side) and it would be cool for her to have a sister. So now it wasn’t based on what I wanted, I really just felt it was a boy.

Soon the real twist came.  Day one of the voyage, just as we passed the south tip of Catalina Island, Portia screamed, “Tawn look over the side of the boat!!!” I propped up to find the 2nd piece of liter we’d seen (first was a chip bag a few hours previous.) There it was! A big mylar balloon that skimmed right up against the side of the boat. Pink, in the shape of a teddy bear, and said “It’s a girl!” Unfortunately, The boat was moving too quick to retrieve the liter or to snap a picture, but it looked exactly like this, only half deflated floating past our boat…


This reminded me that a few weeks previous Francisco’s mother had a dream that his grandmother Violeta (who our boat is named after) was saying to her, “Norma, tell Francisco to open the door! A little girl is on the other side.”As the voyage continued, I am very happy to say we didn’t see much liter. The only other thing I saw the entire trip was 3 days later (about 4 days into trip). I spotted a regular latex balloon floating in the water. Solid pink about 50 feet away!

Now, to get the facts straight, it is not uncommon to see balloons in the ocean, sadly it’s quite common. This is why we shouldn’t release them into the air. But…this did seem a bit too coincidental that we saw these TWO balloons, 100’s of miles apart. One is U.S. waters, one in Mexico waters! So naturally a part of me switched and I thought, Oo! its a girl. A few days later, around day 6 while sailing, Ella woke up and announced that she had dreamt I was pregnant and it was a girl. She didn’t even know I was pregnant at the time! I was now {nearly} sure it was a girl. I did imagine Francisco with a baby girl.


But…we were still waiting for the call from the doctor with the blood results and always with out service while sailing at sea. 


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Finally, on day 8 of the trip while actually on land with service in adorable Bahia Tortuga , the doctor called with my results which would reveal the gender! I handed the phone over to Portia.

An hour later my sister in law, Rebecca, texted me out of no where — How is your trip going? I’m not sure if you will get this, but are you going to want Ella’s old baby clothes back? Love you — Almost 5 years later..!? I had only saved my favorite items and sentimental stuff to share with Ella’s little cousins, all others I had donated years back. I would want them if I was pregnant with a girl. Again, very random. I hadn’t even told my mom I was pregnant yet because I knew she would worry more than she already was about us at sea.

I responded  Honestly I will have a solid answer tomorrow. Fine timing to ask. I haven’t told anyone because I don’t want them freaking about me on the boat and also it is still early…but I’m 13 weeks pregnant!  They did blood tests at 10 weeks which show gender and called with results today. I had them tell Portia. She will tell me Francisco and Ella all tomorrow while at sea. Ella doesn’t know at all.  Now you’re stuck with the secret  That evening Portia went to the store and picked up 4 different colored BALLOONS (which we popped inside to make sure they didn’t end up in the ocean, although they weren’t filled with helium anyways 😉


She wrote little poems inside each one that revealed not only the gender to me and Francisco, but also the fact that I was pregnant to Ella!  


Let’s see if all of our boy intuitions or the signs from the universe saying girl were stronger this time…

The reality of life and emotions and parenting — As you may notice, Ella went through many emotions here. Excited for the “balloon game,” then attitude, silly, confused, denial, funny, shocked,  and …because we don’t fluff fairytales around here… she actually became pissed, hence the video being cut off here. I think it hit her that we were really 2 different families now. I’m sure the transition of being on our way out of the country added a bit of fear as well. Of course, she absorbed it and became filled with joy after processing on her own as well as with Portia, who as a child was also many years older than her first born and “half” sibling. Ella woke me up the next morning with breakfast in bed and kisses. She expressed how she had felt worried her new sister may replace her new brother and it wasn’t fair for him. Certainly not the case, just another modern family expanding the globe. Ella connects the two as siblings. She has been so so excited, loving, happy and the biggest help every day since.

Here on land she started packing me lunches while I was sleeping in the mornings. Her school box filled with my favorite bland foods to ensure I avoided the resort poolside food that induced nausea, resulting in bad moods.

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