It’s A Boy! I am not talking about ourselves or any other family member just having a new baby boy… I am referring to a book that I have the pleasure of reading. The full title is , “It’s A Boy : Women Writers on Raising Sons” .
There is a particularly funny part that Mike, a friend and I were reading yesterday. One of the authors, Andrea Buchanan, was writing about how she had baby girl dreams when she was pregnant the first time. Turns out she had a girl. She found herself pregnant again, and wanted another girl. Here is what she wrote…
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“When I first discovered I was pregnant the second time around, I hoped for another girl. I had visions of having two daughters, of seeing the special sister bond recreated in the next generation of my family. But I wasn’t as sure as I had been the first time. I had one baby dream early on in the pregnancy, and it was of giving birth to a boy. In the dream, he came out blond and big and more coordinated than a newborn really is; within minutes of giving birth, my room was populated with all the mothers I know in real life who have sons, all of them holding their boy babies and smirking at me because they knew I’d really wanted a girl. One of them asked me, “What’s his name?” and I realized I didn’t have a name for him. “Can you believe it?” the dream mothers said to one another. “She doesn’t even have a name picked out!” I started to panic. Before I woke up, I looked at my nameless boy baby and thought, At least he looks like Emi. The dream logic was, evidentally, that if he at least looked like his sister, it might make it easier to deal with the fact that he wasn’t a girl himself.
Even after this dream, I stuck to my conviction that I was having another girl. I contemplated girl names, I painted the baby’s room lavendar. But inwardly I began to doubt my firm girl-only stance. The dream nagged at me. I didn’t have the same fierce girl feelings I had had when I was pregnant with my daughter. I began to grudgingly acknowledge the possibility that this baby could be a boy.
At my nineteen-week ultrasound, the tech took her time, checking the kidneys, the heart, the legs, the head. She asked us if we wanted to know whether the baby was a girl or a boy, and I joked, ” Yes, but only if it’s a girl.” She said she couldn’t really get a great view, so she had the doctor come in and take a look.
“Well, look at that!” he said, right away. “Get a load of that scrotum!”
“What?” I choked back my surprise as I craned my neck trying to look at the grainy image on the screen. My husband gripped my hand tightly, warning me with his eyes that a freak-out would not be the most appropriate response.
“Yep, that’s a penis! We’re looking at a boy, here!” The doctor’s smile turned to an expression of concern as he tilted his head over to look at me. “Mom? Are we okay with this?”
My husband squeezed my hand tighter and looked at the doctor. He said, through gritted teeth, “She’s crying because she’s so happy.”
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I can’t wait to read more of this book! I totally understand the authors of this book since I have three boys of my own. With the first boy, we were very happy. With the second, we sort of hoped to have a girl. Turned out to be a boy and we were still happy. With the third one, who was a surprise, we and the entire family hoped it was a girl. Turned out to be a boy and the other family members seemed more disappointed than we were. I mostly just hoped all my babies were healthy. I didn’t mind that they were all boys. I had a bit of hope to have a girl, but it wasn’t meant to be. We will not be trying for a girl anymore! I just hope, even a little bit, that perhaps we may have a granddaughter someday.
This book is edited and co-authored by my online friend, Andrea J. Buchanan. She also has the flip side of this book coming out early next year called “It’s a Girl.” Get the “It’s a Boy” book - here and then check out her website - here.
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