Good luck obaba.
I'd just like to echo what's been said before: I love my 2 boys. I adore them, I want to eat them they're so gorgeous etc etc. I know I am insanely lucky. I got pg with no difficulty each time, and had no major complications. I know to some people, the desire for one sex over another is incomprehensible, distasteful, hurtful. But if you have a secret desire, it can just eat away at you.
I have always wanted a daughter. Always. For the little girl stuff, but a lot (like you) for the adult relationship (and yes, yes I know that's unpredictable). But the desire is so strong, it's almost unspeakable. But it's like it is a completely separate matter. It has nothing to do with getting pg, having kids, nothing to do with my boys. It's like some weird primeval urge. I know dh and I may not have another kid, and if we did, it would be a boy. And I would love him. And I will always love my kids, fiercly. But I will always have a small sadness for not having a girl, a sadness that someone who had no preference, or who got their preference can never understand. And I know it stems from me being lucky in my life to be able to get everything I need to survive, and so I hanker for things I desire, and I do appreciate everything I have, and the guilt over my sadness makes me feel even more worthless and even more sad. I guess I need to slap myself, really!
I just see my desire for a daughter as some basic urge, a part of me, a part of my make-up - which may be a cop-out, like I can't help it. But I do see this theoretical child as totally separate from my life, and my kids. I would love to be an author. It's never going to happen, but I'll harbour that desire all my life, even though it has no impact on my life, nor on my work in which I am perfectly happy. I would love a daughter - but that's never going to get between me and my family.
What a rant sorry!