I'm having my 4th boy. Being honest I did always want boys and wasn't bothered about having a daughter. After DS3 I was happy with 3 boys but started wanting a girl. It took us 2 and a half years to conceive. I knew I should just be grateful to be pregnant but I kept imagining being told girl at the scan, and on your holiday walking round with my 3 boys and my big bump knowing I was going to have a baby girl, a cute little girl with blonde curly hair (all my boys are blonde and their hair has got curlier with each child) in a little dress. I do sometimes feel I jinxed myself by wanting boys.
Its hard letting go of that, but I'm now (most days) in a place where a baby is a baby and I think "what difference does it really make" the things I want from a girl are not really that practical are they. I mean I say I want the mother daughter relationship but my relationship with my mother is awful, MIL and SIL don't get on either, and my own Mum and Nan didn't have a great relationship. So really I don't even know what I'm missing. I want to buy pretty dresses and girls toy and hair clips. Did I ever want to wear or play with those things? NO! With my influence and the influence of 4 big brothers, if I got a girl next time I'd bet she wouldn't want those things either. I'd get maybe 6 months of dresses and then once she started crawling I'd have to put her in trousers and leggings because it would be too hard to crawl in a skirt and after that she wouldn't want to wear them.
I've just as much chance of having one of my sons (or even all of them) being really close to me and having a great relationship. Wanting to go out and do things with me. My brother would be the one wanting to go shopping with my Mum. If one of them expressed an interest in dance classes I would take them just the same as I was imagining my little girl with her hair tied up fighting in a judo competition along side her brothers.
I have days when I still desperately hope I get a girl next time and I don't want to give up on the dream, and even days when I'm sad I don't get that this time. But I look at my boys, all close in age, all so close and great friends, and excited because they love the idea of another brother and I wonder how I can be upset.