I figure now that we know it's a girl and not a boy, the odds of me getting to shop for obscenely cute ponies (and god willing) obscenely cute show gear (have you seen the kid sized shadbellies!?) just increased by about a thousand percent.
Don't get me wrong, I probably would have justified a fat, furry adorable pony to shove a little boy on too, I'm just going with societal norms here, and am embracing the fact that it's more likely that a girl will want all things horsey and wish and wish and wish for a pony of her own.
I fully recognize that karma will probably smite me and deliver a kid that is more interested in affordable and practical hobbies like painting, or soccer, but I'll still hope for horse crazy.
I also fully recognize that none of this will be happening for years, but that doesn't mean we can't daydream (just a little) about potentially adorable ponies.
The current pony name we have on hold is Talleyrand, after the French diplomat who somehow managed to remain relevant (and alive) throughout several regimes during the French Revolution. His name always stuck with me and became a bit of an inside (nerdy) joke about always landing on your feet. Wikipedia even refers to him as having "become a synonym for crafty, cynical diplomacy".
If that doesn't sound like a pony, I don't know what does.
Anyway. That's the revelation for the moment.