Not that kind of sex, you perverts. Gender sex. I'm told "sex" is the properly used word in this case, as gender does not always match one's biological parts, and right now this fetus does not have a gender identity. Anyway.
It's 3 weeks til I find out the flavor of this alien in my belleh. I think it's a boy. I dreamed it was a boy, and I've had this feeling it's a boy.
But I'm not gonna lie. I want it to be a girl.
I've decided this is because there weren't boys in my house. Just my sister and I, we didn't have brothers, boys were foreign. Especially considering for some period it was just my mom, my sister, and me-- no boys allowed. Add to that my parents' nine grandchildren (my step-brothers have four kids each) and only one of the nine is male-- does that mean they're due for grandson, or does it mean we make girls in this family? Whatever it means, it never crossed my mind that I might one day be mother to a boy.
My friends tell me boys are easier. I have one friend with two of each, ranging in age from 18 to 5. She swears boys are, by far, easier- less drama, less mystery.
I say, boys get dirty and break things and bring frogs in the house.
One of my friends swears that little boys love their mothers, and are sweet and loving.
I say, boys are loud and boisterous and like to blow things up and then become teenagers and leave you to go hang out at some girl's house.
Of course, I will get what I get, and it's not like I'll cry (I don't think). I will be happy with whatever baby I am lucky enough to have, especially if s/he is healthy and happy.
But I never imagined a baby boy in all those imaginary pink dresses.