I am very lucky to have not suffered very much disappointment in my life. When we started our TTC journey we only had to endure 2 BFN’s before we got out positive result. The same thing applies to this new pregnancy, third time lucky. Therefore only 4 failed cycles out of 6, which I feel is really rather lucky. When we asked our donor to help us make a family, he said yes very quickly. We didn’t need to explore other avenues, and he also agreed easily to more children, saying we can have as many as we want.
That being said, there was one moment I felt massive disappointment and that was during our 20 week scan whilst pregnant with Charlie. I really wanted a little girl. I was convinced it was a girl due to a girle nub on our 12 week scan. When I heard it was a boy, I cried.
To some, this seems very ungrateful. Lot’s of people want any healthy baby and do not care about the sex. It took about 20 minutes for the disappointed to disappear. That was all. I imagined train sets and rugby matches, sword fights and BMX bikes, mud, mess and laughter. Little boys can be wonderful. I bonded so well knowing Charlie was a little boy.
Gender preference does not exist for this new pregnancy. I will be thrilled with another boy. I will be delighted with a little girl. We are even considering not finding out at the scan.
Looking back, I think it was more due to fear of the unknown with a boy than desire for a girl.
This post is part of the love makes a family blog carnival which can be found here: http://lovemakesafamilyblogcarnival.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/call-for-submissions-october-11th-blog-carnival/#comment-61
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