What if it's not a Jackson

On our jog last night, Eric and I discussed the possibility that our precious Jackson might be an Addison...and what if she finds out that we thought and expected her to be a boy the whole time I was pregnant.
Would she be harmed emotionally? Would she be mad at us? Would she feel unwanted?
These are questions that I don't ever want to answer.
But I gave it a shot.
I told Eric, "Simple. We just won't tell her about the blog until she's 18, well-adjusted and happy."
I think he laughed for half a mile........