Wow. I almost posted a story very similar to this! I feel the same way. I have two gorgeous boys and am now pregnant with my third. I cried a lot when I first found out I was pregnant as I thought I didn’t pray enough for God to bless us with a daughter. I am so in love with my sons, and it’s not that I wouldn’t adore another one. I am a very girly girl, crafty, I sew and paint and cook and love lace and frills. When I am in the shoes aisle for kids, I tenderly and wistfully stoke the glittery girls shoes and tiny knitted jackets, and adorable mini tights. I am on the fence about finding out the sex of this baby. I found out last time, and like you, felt disappointed. When he was born in another emergency ceaser for me, and he was in intensive care for a week, I was so in love with this new baby, I trudged with all my stitches I couldn’t stand up and had a needle from my arm to a machine, to breastfeed the sweetheart every hour. He has the most darling, sweet quiet personality, a mile difference from my cheeky, hypo first baby. I couldn’t believe I was disappointed he was a boy, when I met him, I couldn’t imagine loving any baby more than him and his brother. I find the comments and pressure on me to have a girl overwhelming, after all, we don’t choose who we have! Yet, most people I told, all said “Hoping for a girl, It better be a girl. I bet it’s a girl” My Mum – “It’s a boy, sorry to disappoint you”. No one realizes how deep these comments go. I will be so happy to just have a healthy baby, and I know I’ll be in love with whoever we have.
Posted by Sarah Kennedy, 30th May 2013