for the sake of being ruthlessly honest I will admit that the last week of pg with DS3 I was secretly wishing for a girl.
when he was born and the MW "it's a boy!" I said : "are you sure?"
(cue hysterical laughter from everyone)
It felt strange that it wasn't a girl - in retrospect there was a bit of an expectation from others and also the usual crap of strangers going "I can tell this will be a girl!" so I guess I sort of expected it will be a girl.
my "disappointment" - measuring 1 on 1-10 disappointment scale - lasted for exactly 3 days.
then we finally agreed on his middle name and I felt that King Baby Boy no.3 arrived properly, at last.
I don't feel guilty about that "blip".
I blame it on his unbelievably fast birth and the massive adrenalin rush that left me shaking for 2 days.
I was angry that I gave room for other people's expectations and that I allowed crazy talk to rub off on me, but all is forgiven now.
I never again or before "wished" to have a girl, neither did I "wish" for a boy.
all I ever really hoped for is a healthy child or that I would be given extra strength and grace to bring up one with SN if that's what was supposed to be..
all I ever pray for is that I have the strength and patience, health and energy to be the best mother I can be to my utterly gorgeous batshit crazy children, no matter what.
all I ever regret is that one of my babies didn't make it.
being disappointed by the "wrong gender" does not measure up to the pain of having your heart broken by loosing a child, so while I can just about sympathize with that "if only" feeling, trust me (and others) as long as your child is breathing you have nothing to be disappointed about!
I agree with Expat, ignorance is bliss.long may it last