I'm having another girl (^_^). My third child will be another daughter.
I feel very blessed. Praise be to Allah.
But why do people keep giving me pitiful looks and comforting words? Am I not supposed to feel happy? Oh, because she's not a boy.
I didn't realize we still live in biblical times.
How do I put this? Seriously, honestly, genuinely, I'm very, very happy. I can't say it enough. I sound like a broken record already. There's no reason why I shouldn't be.
And yet people take it upon themselves to comfort me somehow. I'm going to have a beautiful, healthy baby soon but because she doesn't have a penis, people tend to feel sorry for me. With her arrival, apparently i'm not filling some kind of `quota', so, `I should keep trying'.
Yes, I'm going keep trying after this but only because I want more kids, not because I need a baby boy to feel complete! So wait a minute, are you calling me inadequate? Huh? huh?
My poor baby, not even born and yet already being discriminated against.
If only people know how difficult it was for me to get pregnant in the first place.
If only people know how difficult it is for some people to have kids even.
If only people know how many kids are left unloved and uncared for.
This one will have parents and 2 elder sisters who will dote on her unconditionally.
It's never enough with these folks. And trust me, they get younger and younger nowadays.
If you're single, they'll ask you when you'll get hitched. If you do get married, they'll bug you about having a kid. Then when you do have a child, they'll pester you about having another one right after the 2nd birthday party.
Then if you're blessed with 2-3 kids but of a single sex only, they'll start offering advice on having one of the other!
Do these people really mean well like they say they do? I have a feeling some plot of conspiracy is conjured behind our backs, where the more miserable we get, the more points they score.
My 30-year-old very-successful single engineer sister has 2 elder sisters to tell our mum to back off. One uncle even married another because the first wife couldn't produce boys, when really, if you know a pitiful amount of science like I do, hello, it's like the male that produces the chromosoms that determine the sex of the baby.
Sigh. There's just no pleasing everyone, is there?
The good news is, at this age, I don't feel the need to. I know my 2 girls and husband are ecstatic and highly anticipating this arrival, and that more than does it for me.
So there's only one thing to do about these `well-meaning' folks.
Stop telling people about the scan and just shrug, `entahlah'.
And then they will bug me when the baby's born! Haha.. it just never ends!
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