Havent had time to rtft sorry, but my two pence worth is this: I was very upset when I found out I was having a girl because I (perhaps like you OP?) was very anxious about all sorts of mother/daughter related things, also girls being vile to me in my teens, struggling to make female friends etc. It took several weeks after we found out (and, actually, a couple of conversations with the therapist I have seen on and off for years about my issues with my mum) to come to 'terms' with it.
DD is now 2. She is a joy beyond all joys. She would also be a joy beyond all joys if she was a DS.
Her little personality, everything she 'is', is just because of who she is, not because of her gender. She may turn out to love spas (Lord, I hope not, or at least I hope she doesn't intend to drag me to them with her) and shopping trips, or she may turn out to like football and cars, OR, heaven forfend, she may turn out to like shopping and football and cars and spas.
I love shopping, loathe spas. I like football, I love cricket. I love soppy romantic comedies and 'chick' lit. I love Ernest Hemingway. I love gossip magazines and The Guardian. I love shoes, I loathe having my nails done.
I'm not a girly girl, I was never a tomboy, I'm just me.
DD, I very much hope, will turn out just the same: a PERSON, who likes what she likes.
She told me this evening for the first time ever "love you mummy, you beautiful mummy"
and I couldn't believe I was ever worried about bonding with her.
OP you are not your mother, your daughter isn't you.
Good luck and I v v much hope (and am sure) that in 2 years time you, like me, won't really believe you ever felt this way.