I've noticed a recent trend for elaborate gender reveals, and I have a confession:
I'm not talking about the videos of people telling their kids about their new baby brother or sister; that's quite cute, even if it involves a pink or blue cake (as long as the cake gets eaten, that's fine. Do not get me started on cake smashes, please - suffice to say I do not endorse cake wastage) and especially when it involves the child being comically enraged that their sibling will be the wrong gender. I'm evil, I accept that.
I've (obviously) never been to a gender reveal party. It seems like an odd concept to me, but there is apparently a whole business sector dedicated to helping you to throw a party, selling everything from balloons to scratchcards so that your nearest and dearest can find out whether you're expecting a Martha or an Arthur, a Doris or a Morris, an Maeve or a Dave (it's a shame I never had twins really, my rhyming names have gone to waste). But I'm not really referring to those. A little self-indulgent perhaps, but I guess if that floats your boat, and people want to come, then why not...
No, what I'm on about is the reveals that are constructed and filmed purely for YouTube viral video fodder. A 'gender reveal' cropped up on my timeline the other day which was basically a complex marble run set up around someone's entire house. I've seen one with coloured 'lava' spewing out of a volcano. My friend said she saw a video shared that was a big scavenger hunt resulting in a pink or blue balloon release - who knows, because like me, she didn't make it to the end. They seem to be taking over the internet and I don't understand why.
Here are the reasons that I find elaborate gender reveals a bit naff;
3) There are only two options (if it's a hippo or a weasel, come talk to me) and you're basically going to get the same response for either (Oh how lovely!) unless you have two or more of one gender already and then the responses are going to annoy you ('Oh, bad luck, you can always try again!' or perhaps 'Now you have your girl/boy you can stop!').
4) The effort involved... Who has the energy to do this at 20 weeks pregnant? The voluntary setting up and - moreover - tidying of an assault course around one's house is just flabbergasting. Sit down, get your feet up, have a (decaf) brew, watch TV and tell people via Facebook like a normal person. Your house is going to be full of crap from 20 weeks' time until eternity so why start now?
Oh, maybe I'm grumpy. I concede they are not harming anyone, unless you count the risk of repetitive eye rolling injury. I feel the same towards stop motion pregnancy videos and yet 50 million people watch them on YouTube. Maybe someone can explain to me why?