MrsClark24
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All my life I have wanted 3 boys. That's all, no girls, not two boys, not one boy, three boys. I absolutely love the idea of it, and always have. I've got my names ready and they have been since I was 12 years old when I first decided I wanted boys.
So... At 17 weeks pregnant I had convinced myself that my baby had died, so I booked a private 4D scan just to hear the heartbeat. It was at that scan that baby didn't just give us a sneak peak, but a full on legs wide open shot. And it was definitely a girl.
I was gutted. Absolutely gutted.
My husband was gutted. I spent weeks trying to get my head around it, but every time I would go to buy baby stuff I would look longingly at the boys clothes and the blue colours and I'd have to hold back tears. My husband was even more disappointed than I was, he has two girls from a previous relationship and we both wanted boys. I was terrified that if we had a girl DH would compare her to his other daughters (who he doesn't see) and that seeing another daughter in the world would remind him of the girls he can't see. We were both devastated.
Fast forward and we have a 2 week old baby on our hands.
And she is amazing. Absolutely perfect.
I cannot believe that I ever wanted her to be a boy. She is adorable, so so cute, I can't even put into words how amazing she is. And the best thing, she looks like me Don't get me wrong, I still want boys, and there is a teeny tiny part of me that is a bit gutted that I'll never have my 3 boys that I dreamt of, but I wouldn't swap my DD for anything in the world, she is just amazing.
I experienced first hand gender disappointment and I was so scared that I would resent the baby for not being a boy. I can't tell you how far away from those feelings that I am.
It gets better, I promise. I just wanted to put a positive on what feels like such a negative time.
So... At 17 weeks pregnant I had convinced myself that my baby had died, so I booked a private 4D scan just to hear the heartbeat. It was at that scan that baby didn't just give us a sneak peak, but a full on legs wide open shot. And it was definitely a girl.
I was gutted. Absolutely gutted.
My husband was gutted. I spent weeks trying to get my head around it, but every time I would go to buy baby stuff I would look longingly at the boys clothes and the blue colours and I'd have to hold back tears. My husband was even more disappointed than I was, he has two girls from a previous relationship and we both wanted boys. I was terrified that if we had a girl DH would compare her to his other daughters (who he doesn't see) and that seeing another daughter in the world would remind him of the girls he can't see. We were both devastated.
Fast forward and we have a 2 week old baby on our hands.
And she is amazing. Absolutely perfect.
I cannot believe that I ever wanted her to be a boy. She is adorable, so so cute, I can't even put into words how amazing she is. And the best thing, she looks like me Don't get me wrong, I still want boys, and there is a teeny tiny part of me that is a bit gutted that I'll never have my 3 boys that I dreamt of, but I wouldn't swap my DD for anything in the world, she is just amazing.
I experienced first hand gender disappointment and I was so scared that I would resent the baby for not being a boy. I can't tell you how far away from those feelings that I am.
It gets better, I promise. I just wanted to put a positive on what feels like such a negative time.