All I ever wanted to be when I grew up was a mother.
So when the time came and I became pregnant with my first child, I didn’t care what the sex of my baby turned out to be. I was happy just to be having a baby.
He turned out to be a son.
PICTURE PERFECT FAMILY
Not even six months later, I got pregnant again. Since I had already bore a son, I thought it HAD to be a girl this time. Nothing else was a conceivable notion to be toyed with, even momentarily. A girl would make my little family picture perfect complete.
The first twenty weeks seemed to take forever to pass by, as I grew more and more excited by the day.
When the day of my ultrasound finally came, I was certain that everything in my future would be pink and purple, paisley and floral-patterned. Princesses, ballerinas, ribbons, and tulle would rule my world.
Having a little girl was all I could focus on; my heart was set on having a daughter.
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