I’m hoping to find out what variant on the blue / pink colour scheme Baby3 is going to be on Monday, along with hopefully finding out that all my puffed out running efforts and the extra walk everyday to the train station have meant that things are in much better shape this time around than they were with Littler
Trouble is that I don’t really know what I would prefer this baby to be – boy or girl?
Partly it is because what I really want is a happy healthy baby – an end to everything we’ve been through and preferably not a repeat of any of the problems we had with Littler – I know I can, and will, do whatever it needs but the prospect of bedrest again is not one that I want to go through if I can possibly avoid it
Most people seem to assume that we’ve kept on trying in the face of so many reasons to not carry on because we must be desperate for a boy – it’s not true, having got pregnant we just hoped to be able to have a baby rather than one specific type
Interestingly Mr M wants another girl – I can see the attraction – more of what we know, we have lots of beautiful girl clothes that survived the great cull and we do know how to bring up girls. There is the risk that three small females will mean that the house finally sinks under a sea of pink and glitter and that I reach saturation point from all the princesses. And then there’s the small problem about what to call another girl – we’ve got what we think are good names for the two we have, how can we follow that up? Is naming a third child of the same sex rather like that tricky second album? Can you over think it, work really hard and still end up with something rubbish that will end up in the naming equivalent of the 99p bargain bin at Woollies?
Countering all of this is a feeling that I just won’t know what to do with a boy baby – I’ve changed girl nappies, I’ve wrestled with tights and that’s all been ok and part of my comfort zone. Heck I’ve even learnt how to plait hair and detangle long locks without permanently falling out with my offspring – none of those skills are going to count for anything if we end up with a blue version. Bluntly put I’ve no idea how to deal with boy bits and that sort of scares me
Other people don’t help – we’ve had a deluge of comments that a boy will be so different from our girls – more physical (really? These two are like two Labrador puppies most of the time), less emotionally engaged and continually on the go – are these just sweeping generalisations or is it really that different?
This pregnancy is so far very different from my other two – initially we assumed it was the reason I’ve managed to keep carrying this one, is it because the rhesus factor is different? Or because the placenta is in a different place and avoiding the damaged bit on the front? Or is it because this isn’t another girl?
This baby is also wonderfully active – we can both feel him or her wriggling away and I guess that is the bottom line – it doesn’t matter really whether this is a girl or a boy, there isn’t much we can do about that but what we do have is a wonderful opportunity to grow our family and that is going to be incredibly exciting