So, my DS3 is about to turn two and for the most part my GD is a thing of the past - I adore my three boys and wouldn't train any of them for the world, and have more or less embraced the fact that I'm an all-boy mom. I laugh about it, I blog about it, I've made it my own.
But lately I've had some little GD flare up's and I'm wondering if anyone can relate. The other all boy moms in my life act like they never wanted a girl so I don't like to talk about it around them and sound like I am not completely OK with having all boys. My boys have been really wild and crazy lately, and it culminated last night with one of them breaking my brand new expensive sunglasses that I've had for less than a week. Even though I know that girls are just as accident prone, I found myself screaming "I wish you were all girls! Girls don't do this kind of thing!" UGH, I feel like the WORST for that - I saw DS1's face fall - and I spent the rest of the night apologizing.
It's just that I look around at other families with one of each, especially ones with a boy first and then a girl or two boys and a girl, and I get so jealous imagining that MOMENT when they learned (whether during an ultrasound or at birth) that they were having a girl and I can imagine what that must have felt like (or what it would have felt like for me) joy, relief, a feeling like you have everything you've ever wanted. And then I realize that I will NEVER have that moment (we are definitely done) and I get so sad. I feel cheated. Which is crazy because I have three gorgeous, healthy, intelligent sons.
Also, my friends with girls try to cheer me up by saying things like "be happy you don't have girls, my daughter is such a drama queen" or "my drama is JUST like me, I hate it!" or they complain about their daughter's dance recitals. That DOESN'T HELP! I wouldn't mind trading a little rough housing for some drama. I WANT a child that's like me in ways that my sons, although some of them do share some of my traits, will never be. I'm no pageant mom, but I do love little girls in tutus and tights, and I am sad that I'm missing out on that part of parenting.
So, that's my vent. Just looking to see if anyone out there can relate and how you cope with this.