Originally Posted by
atomic sagebrush
Well, I can't remember what I was going to add LOL but I agree with what you're saying Hopper. Everyone seems to assume that this is about having a princess or a Barbie or mini-me or a ball-crushing man-hating feminist depending on who you are talking to but it really, really is about none of that. It is just a need that I had, and I didn't know why or where it comes from, to have a daughter. It is partly because I feel like there are things I want to pass down to another woman but it's more than that - I just wanted to SEE her and have her. This is so hard to describe but I just like the way she LOOKS, she's pleasing to my eye (and my sons were equally pleasing to me, especially my first one, I just loved to LOOK at them as babies and little boys, you know??) and when I look at her it is like looking at the ocean for the first time or a sunset or a flower LOL - like something that deep inside of my subconscious mind knew existed even if I had never seen it. It is really hard to describe but that's how it was, almost like something that is outside of my control - we all recognize beauty when we see it (and I don't mean my daughter is beautiful, she isn't, well she is to me of course, but whatever) and to me it's like seeing something beautiful when I look at her. :) hope that makes sense. It's a different kind of beauty then that which is present in my sons, like the moon and the stars. It isn't psychology or being selfish or spoiled, it's like a physical response!