This pregnancy has made me aware of a subject just as divisive and hotly debated as religion or politics: whether you should find out the sex of your baby. Two camps exist in this debate, and there are strong feelings on both sides.

“How can you possibly want to know?” chided Misty from the ad department. “I wanted it to be a surprise, like Christmas.”

Well, gee, lady, there are some people who spend the weeks before Christmas hunting down the places their parents hide their gifts because they can’t bear to wait.

“I wanted to have something to look forward to after all that pushing,” said the Herald’s editorial assistant, Gina.

What’s there not to look forward to? Unless you do a four-dimensional ultrasound, you have no idea what your baby looks like, and even that can’t tell you his or her personality.

Besides, who wants a bunch of green and yellow baby clothes?