Sorry for being so long in getting the result to you but I was away from home last night. As you might have guessed already by the fact that I'm not yippeeing all over the place, we found out that it's another boy. She went straight to the toilet shot and as soon as I saw it I realised what she was showing me - she pointed out his penis and also the testicles and then showed me where the cord was so there's no chance of it being a mistake. I was pretty gutted when I saw to tell the truth. DH looked at me afterwards and asked if I was okay and I said yes of course but I don't think I was. I was hoping so much for them to say girl and it was made worse by the fact that the receptionist had her daughter in helping her for the day who was amazingly sweet and looked just like her mum. Perfect timing
We told no one but just spent the day talking about it. I had a little cry and felt better afterwards. It wasn’t so much disappointment that it’s a boy but it was disappointment that my dream of having my darling daughter has gone and now I’m worried about whether I will ever have her. Seeing little girls out and about in town afterwards just made me want to cry even more. I have to see them of course but I just wish I knew how I stop feeling so gutted about not having one and how on earth do I now face my friend's little girls and my (horrible) SIL's daughter? It’s going to kill me.
My lovely DH spent all day pointing out the wonderful things about having 2 boys and I’m sure there are many lovely things but I can’t think of any right now as I’m hurting too much. He is a bit disappointed too. He was looking forward to me going back to work and relieving the pressure from him a bit but now I think he knows I want to have a third baby as he understands how important it is for me to have a little girl - bless him.I feel a bit better today about it than I did yesterday and I hope this feeling gets easier with time. I know that I am definitely glad that I found out as I really couldn’t have coped with these feelings in the delivery room so that’s one positive thing to come out of it I guess. I just wish I could look at his pictures and feel happy - she even gave me a 4d picture so I can see his face and I'm pretty sure if it was a girl I would have looked at it a million times by now but at the moment I can't bear to look. Is that mean of me?
I know that when he’s here, I will love him so much and I will love seeing my boys together but I don't want people feeling sorry for me that I don’t have a daughter. It’s weird as I’m not normally the sort of person that worries about what people think of her but with this I am. Maybe it’s because I kind of feel a bit sorry for myself. I wish I could stop feeling this way 