I have 3 daughters who are 27, 24 and 21 and they were my whole purpose in life. I loved being their mum and never particularly wanted or needed a son ...
When my youngest daughter was 11 - I found out that despite having been responsibly careful with my new-ish partner (6 months of long distance weekends when my girls were at their Dads) ... I was indeed pregnant! New-ish partner said 'get rid & we'll carry on as we are or keep it & we're done' ... so ... I kept the baby.
I knew from the minute I saw 2 lines on a test that I couldn't terminate but I was still in huge shock and traumatised. I was 36 going through a divorce, recently lost my mum suddenly, Dad was terminally ill and I was working.
I can't say I felt the instant love and bond with my baby bump like I did my girls and when i had a gender scan at 20 weeks andvfound out that he was a boy (to the delight of my girls) i was even more terrified!
THEN ... at 6 months pregnant my middle daughter suffered a Stroke. I wished i could take off my bump and put him in a cupboard until things were less hellish ... 3 months later I had my planned C-section and 3 weeks later heart surgery for my daughter.
I also had SPD with that pregnancy and the pain in my pubic bone was like being smashed in the lady garden with a hammer! It was a pretty shitty time really ... but
The minute the team placed him in my arms I felt so guilty, so stupid and annoyed with myself because I felt in that instant everything all at once!
Even now, he's 10 and I still feel cheated of the happy pregnancy I had with my girls.
As for my boy ... he is the light of all of our lives! He is kind, smart, brave, funny, incredibly emotionally intelligent and just a bloody good egg!
Boys and girls are all at once the same and different and really, I'd say, don't think about as 'you're having a boy' - just think 'I'm having a baby' ... that little human will be exactly what they're meant to be and they choose to be and all they need you to do is love them unconditionally.
I am very conscious now of not being 'yay girls are the best!' Which I very much was before ... especially because my boy is so aware that a lot of shitty things in the world are down to men! He already feels like he doesn't want to be 'a man' but (and we've had many long and open talks about genders and transgender and sexuality and all of the everything) he doesn't 'feel' like a girl either ... he's just a good egg.
The worst thing about being a boy mum? The absolutely dire clothing choices once they're out of toddler sizes - if your boy isn't into skulls, football or camo then tough luck.
Last thoughts, my only regret is that I didn't get to have another baby cause my good egg would have loved a sibling nearer his age and I should go back and fix that in a heartbeat if I could.