Before, we agreed to surrogacy. James and I also had an agreement to accept whatever the gender of the child would ever be. I know that my husband outspokenly admits that he wants a son.
I want a baby girl.
Why?
Because I grew up as an only daughter. I longed for that sisterly love. Yes, I have my best friends and I love and adore them. But having a little girl of my own is my ultimate dream. Now I feel like I am defeated by my own husband. I know he will feel the exact way that I am feeling right now because he would always incorporate little hints about the baby and his hopes of a baby boy. Just yesterday over breakfast he did that again.
"I hope our child will be a boy, Love." Sipping his cup of black brewed coffee. Sometimes I think he is being insensitive about this topic. I get
