I feel worse when I have a down moment or a bad day now that I know he is definitely a boy. Kind of like I'm wishing one of my others were someone different, where as before it was that I was hoping and dreaming. But I'm glad I know and have given myself that time.
I'm mostly feeling positive now at 19 weeks, but had a tiny moment today.
We have been sorting out the bedrooms and rearranging and also I had piles of clothes that needed sorting that they have each grown out of so needed seeing what was in a good enough condition to keep. It felt like such a huge job and I was so fed up with it all I just wished I could throw it all away. And then the toys, massive tubs of Thomas the Tank stuff that hasn't been played with for a year-18 months now and DH will not let me throw away in case the baby is into Thomas when his old enough to play with it. I thought "why coulnd't I have had a girl so I could get rid of all this stuff" our house is small enough as it is with out cluttering it up with stuff we wont need for years yet and may not need at all. I mean DS1 is the only one who has ever been really into Thomas. So this one may not even like it.