I'm not going to find out, but my husband may. If he wants to, I'll have the u/s tech write it down or tell him after I leave the room. We found out with dd1 because he insisted. We did not find out with dd2 because I insisted. This time around I told him that I'm not finding out, but he can, as long as he agrees not to tell me and not to tell anyone else that he even knows at all (because his mother will pester him mercilessly and I do not want everyone to know but me - only he is allowed to know). He's great at keeping secrets, so I have no fear that he will reveal it. He's still undecided about whether her wants to find out or not. He desperately wants a boy, so part of him wants to get the disappointment over with, in case it's a girl. On the other hand, he really wanted a boy last time, and he was okay with dd2, lol, so he's not sure.
Honestly, I didn't even care about her gender when she was born. I held her on my chest for 10 or 15 minutes before even finding out. Her cord was short and I couldn't hold her out too far from me (we delay cord clamping) so I tried to look once, but I couldn't see and she cried to be back against my body, so I put her right back. I liked that feeling of just being glad to have my baby, no matter what it was - that feeling that the gender was so irrelevant because the baby was healthy - SO much more than I did the feeling of knowing that I was having a girl, then checking to make sure it really was a girl. lol I want that lack of concern about the gender again. I want that pure joy of just having a baby - any baby - again. I don't even want anyone to tell me the gender. I very specifically told the midwife NOT to announce the sex, so I could discover it for myself. I'll tell this midwife the same thing. :)