Last night, I read a book called '100 Things I Hate About Pregnancy', which was given to me by a coworker. It was a nice, light read, which I needed to counter reading about all the things that can hurt my baby, i.e., air.A lot of the items in the book don't relate to me (yet), but one did. Big time. And that is people asking if I'd prefer a boy or a girl.
I honestly, 100 percent DO NOT have a preference. I know people tend to avoid the question by saying they want a healthy, happy baby while secretly praying for a boy or girl, but that is not me. I really just want a healthy, happy baby. Seriously.
* I feel pretty lucky that there's only been one thing so far. That might change when people start feeling my belly up in the mall.
** I realized this morning that I am a liar. There is another thing that annoys me about being pregnant: I hate that they measure pregnancy in weeks. I always have to do the math - 18 weeks equals 4 and a half months!
3 comments:
I totally agree! Especially after having Julia, people really thought that I wanted a boy (to complete the set as they said). I didn't! I just wanted my baby to be healthy. And all the people who told me that I must want a boy had me wondering if I was nuts and if I secretly didn't really want a boy. I think I got my answer when they said that the baby was a girl and I wasn't in least bit disappointed. I mean, look at Keira, I wouldn't change her! I know that Jason really wanted a boy both times, and he will again with the next one but I think we'll end up with 3 girls and I'm totally ok with that. When I say my prayers at night I pray for my kids to stay healthy, and when I was pregnant I prayed for a healthy child, not a boy or girl. And I will again, someday, maybe ;).
i have to admit: i wanted a girl. both times. but i would have taken a boy without complaint. and yes, a healthy baby is always first on the list of "what you want".
[my husband really wanted a boy w/ our 2nd one...but he loves his girls!].
oh and when strangers (or family members who aren't your husband) start touching your belly, if you don't go NUTS...well, you're a better woman than i am. i HATED people touching my belly. i wanted a shirt that said "Look. Don't Touch"
Admission number....oh, I don't know. Anyway, I would like to admit that with both pregnancies I thought we were having a girl. With the first pregnancy I was super fine and thrilled that we had a boy. He was healthy and happy. That of course, like everyone else's, was our main concern. We really didn’t have a specific preference over the other when it came to the first pregnancy; I’m not sure how anyone can. However, when I got pregnant again, the pregnancy was a little different, hence why I thought we were having a girl. Plus, I secretly did want a girl. The day we found out we were having another boy was a sad one for me. I hate to admit that, but I will say that the sadness was very brief. I was happier to hear that the baby was healthy (so far) and that everything with my pregnancy was going so well. Plus, we had a fantastic boy named picked out that I absolutely LOVED! So now, every time I think of it, I honestly hate that I was sad. I think my head knew we were having another boy, but my heart didn’t want to admit it. I think that is the best way I can say what I was going through…As I look at Hayden today, I wouldn’t change a thing. I would take another boy again in a heartbeat. He is so different from Joshua. They are complete opposites and he makes me smile just thinking of him.
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