Well having read Yummy Mummy Flabby Tummys blog about the show the other day 8 boys and wanting a girl along with all the tweets and others blogs I have read it got me thinking about weather I was bothered about having a boy or a girl.
When I had J I was 16. Half of me wanted to know, half of me didnt. J’s dad didnt want to know and my mum hadnt found out with me or my brother so was also in the dont want to know camp. I was quite happy to have a suprise. However J’s dad walked out of the 20 week scan and said oh well I think its a boy I saw the bits!? Hang on you didnt want to know?! Anyway… as I got bigger everyone told me I had a boy bump, I walked into a shop one day and the shop assistants all commented that I was having a boy by the shape of my bump … hmm! So to say I was rather expecting a boy would probably be right. When J was born a boy obviously I wasnt hugely suprised, just relieved he was healthy. Had he come out a girl I would have probably been shocked. Everyone thought I was having a boy other than my dad but he always gets it wrong so I wasnt listening to him lol!
The next one I have? Well again I’m not bothered. A baby is a baby, one of the most wonderful beings on the planet that you have created and grown and nurtured for 9 months. As long as they come out healthy and happy then whats the problem? Both boys and girls create their own challenges. They have different personalitys. They are testing at different times. It would be nice if my next child is a girl to get a different take on parenting a boy so far but if its a boy I’m going to be just as happy putting my boy parenting expertise into practice again.
Would I find out the sex next time? No. I liked being able to buy neutral stuff, yellows and creams and browns and whites. It made J look like a baby. I loved that and then being able to go out and buy boys clothes once he was born. If you know the sex you cant do that!
And on another parentng note. I was out with one of my oldest friends at the weekend for my birthday and she has just found out she is pregnant, shes 19, shes always wanted a child and shes made no secret of that but admits that she is now scared witless of the prospect. Her and her bloke turned to me and asked if there was anything I regretted about being a parent and immediately I came back with a firm “no”. She was somewhat suprised and reeled off a list of things she is scared of regretting and missing out on. And I amazed her with my the moment that child is born nothing else matters more than them and their health and happiness speech, she was rather surprised.