and I guess I'm going to sound so ungrateful but I was fully expecting another boy. I feel shocked, worried and sad, not excited. That in itself is a worry, right?
I had a hateful relationship with my brothers when I was growing up and I'm just worried history will repeat itself.
Oh, and the usual worries too - what if I don't love the baby? What if my first feels left out and unloved?
Someone give me a shake or at least tell me you understand and that I'm not a loony. DH thinks I'm pots.