So - I am indeed having a boy. This means several things... 1 - my MIL nightmare will not get the chance to come true. 2 - I will never have to lament the demise of the chastity belt. 3. - Life is going to be fun... boys are easy and full of energy and can ALWAYS be depended on to do exactly what they're not supposed to do about 15% of the time ;)
It's going to be an adventure.
My MIL is gravely disappointed. She must have asked 30 times in the small span of 10 minutes if the technician was really sure. Positive. Certain. could she have been completely wrong somehow? No. There is no way - we have a very visable, evident, prominent even - turtle. I can understand some private disappointment - she really wants a girl in the family. So do I but that doesn't change the fact that this baby is mine - he's what I've been given and I've seen his little face and felt him move and love him with all my heart - my disappointment lies solely in my neverwills and I can live without all of those... You would think that instead of being so openly disappointed that it makes me wonder if she's going to be able to love this child at all - she would keep at least some of it to herself. I once heard her tell my husband that *he* was supposed to be her girl. the tone wasn't playful but rather blaming when she said it. She ever says something like that to one of my boys and she won't see my boys again. Period.
I'm waiting now for her to ask me if I really MUST go ahead with the tubal ligation. Couldn't I have just one more? Couldn't I take my life in my hands again after all the complications we've had this time and last - and try one more time for a girl? She's got two other boys she can start bugging for girls now - she gets to leave me alone.
~S