It's another boy. I am heartbroken. Made it out of the building but cannot stop sobbing. Can't see to drive so pulled into a parking lot. I just don't understand why some of us are destined for heartbreak.
Well, I go tomorrow at 15+2 for an elective ultrasound to try to see gender. I haven't told my husband and I'm going alone.
I don't dare ask anyone to pray that it is a girl - because, well, it is or it isn't and I don't think prayer will change it t this point. If it is, then there will of course be much rejoicing and a massive pink explosion at our house because I'm going shopping. We're talking pink balloons lining the driveway, pink streamers in the trees and bags and bags of pink, purple, flowered, polka dotted, ruffled, bowed and bejeweled madness.
However, if it's another boy like I think it is, then I just have three wishes : to thoroughly enjoy my girly plans afterward (pedicure, makeover at the Lancome counter and a massage), to get past the worst of the GD by the time our "real" ultrasound comes along so my DH doesn't have to see my disappointment and, most of all that I will be one of those lucky ones that never really thinks about it again after this LO is here. I know I will love him more than anything, but this is our last one for sure.
So, please, fairy godmothers, wave your wands and grant me my three little wishes?
2009 + 2012 (Failed sway)
I never wanted boys - was hoping for in 2012, but I'M TAKING WHAT I'VE GOT!
"If you want to hear G-d laugh, tell Him your plans." - Yiddish proverb