My DH was adamant that we had to find out beforehand, even though I didn't want to... then he broke his ankle really badly when I was 11 weeks pg and was laid up for three months. During that time we went for the scan and I was all set to relent and let him find out so that he had something to make him happy. When I offered, he said, "No, I'll wait. If there's one thing this injury has taught me, it's patience." The moment he found out what we had was magic.

I loved the moment I found out too - DH and the ob handed DD to me and she kicked the umbilical cord out of the way and I could see - "A girl!" I exclaimed.

I hope you get your wish. I'd be pushing for the gender in a sealed envelope trick. Then hide it. Or lose it or put a scratch lotto ticket in an identical envelope... sorry. Being evil.