Mini-Freak Out

At church this weekend I was asked when and if we were going to find out the sex of the baby.

I said yeah.  Next week.

Wait?  Next week?  Already?

I don't look pregnant (at least to others, I've seen a change in my stomach over the last few weeks, Rob can start to see it also), and I don't feel the baby or really feel pregnant so it's crazy to think I'm this far along.