Boy or Girl?
Everyone is asking me if I know what I'm having. Even the lady in the card shop today asked me and seemed genuinely shocked when I said I didn't know. She then predicted it was a boy. A lot of people have predicted boy this time. I think people predict boy because, having a girl already, they think it is what I want to hear.I didn't want to find out this time. I didn't find out last time either (though I wavered a bit more that time) and one of the few clear memories that I have about the whole labour experience is the moment just before and just after I realised that I had had a girl. I can picture with complete clarity that split second when she was pushed up onto my chest, seemingly enormous (all 6 pounds 10 of her....) and it didn't even cross my mind to find out what she was. Just a tiny fraction of time when she could have been either and all I could think of was that it was my baby. And then the rush of excitement when I realised we had had a girl and that was what I had wanted all along (of course...!)
Everyone assumes you want to have one of each, and before I had Freyja I assumed that too. But I can honestly say that I don't mind what I have now. I love having a girl and think that it would be wonderful to have two sisters together - I picture all the things I would do with my daughters and imagine Adrian, content with his gang of girls, who all delight him and exasperate him in equal measure. But of course it would be lovely to have a boy too. Just before Christmas, I walked past a group of young children singing in the street. The 2 soloists were boys and as I watched them singing, all crystal voices ringing in the air, suddenly I was longing to have a boy.
On the practical side, I think of all of Freyja's gorgeous clothes which I could reuse and how if I have a girl I'll be justified in spending the money on some ridiculously pink Wendy House and kitchen set. But then I imagine Adrian playing football with his son and signing him up for the Gentleman's Relish Cricket Team. Oh, hang on, I think he might be planning on doing that with Freyja anyway. I'll stop stereotyping now - she can kick a ball better than I can and she's only two.
What do I think? Well, if I had to choose I'd go for girl, mainly because that's what I know, but I haven't had any strong feelings one way or the other so I'll just wait and see and whatever it is, it will be a lovely surprise.
posted by solveig @ 8:49 PM
4 Comments:
"Just a tiny fraction of time when she could have been either..."
And thus I'd like to call the second one, "Schrodinger Lightly". And also, simultaneously, not.
Geek out.
That's like totally random!
I just want to add that sorry, I couldn't help but geek at Adrian's geekiness (imagine what we're like at work - actually don't).
I read something like this and can't help but remember about that bloke who came on the other time and told you off for blogging about your child rather than looking after Freyja. When reading this you exude the love that you already have for the baby that's coming. I kind of wanted to say something reassuring the other week when you were worried but of course I have no experience to draw on. But if you read back this post to yourself then you must know yourself that you are ready.
I can't wait to meet Junior Lightly Mark 2!
The things you pick up on - you are both such geeks!
Thanks Alex - I promise I do spend almost as much time looking after Freyja as blogging about her!! Yes, all back on track after my wobble and really looking forward to this little one arriving!
S x
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