January 16, 2015
Jack and I both want to have a boy, if we are getting technical… twin boys! Yes plural… boys followed by a sweet baby girl to bring up the rear! What are we thinking! And before I get into why, I have to share another insert from the preview I was reading Getting Pregnant the HARD way: A Husband’s Tale. “One of the major discussion points when you are trying to get pregnant (apart from which sexual position is best) is which gender child you’d prefer. I know some people say it doesn’t matter. Let me tell you one thing about those people: they are liars! Everyone has their idea of what they want. The sentence starts with: I don’t mind at all. As long as they have two arms and two legs and things are normal, I’m happy. In their heads it ends with: And I’d be even happier if there was a little penis sticking out between those two legs! Jennifer and I had a similar conversation and we both agreed that we wanted a girl first. My logic for this was simple. We knew we wanted to have two children and I knew that if we ended up with two children the same gender, I preferred to have two daughters instead of two sons. If we had a daughter first, the pressure was off the second one. I’m not saying I wouldn’t have been happy to have sons, but at least I’m honest to admit I have a preference. So why the preference for girls? To me boys seemed like fun in a kamikaze sort of way, but girls just seemed cuddlier. Like transformers vs a Furby. That’s it. I didn’t say my reason made any sense.”
This man has made me realize that no matter what the reason Jack and I have for wanting two twin boys followed by a baby girl that it will be no comparison to his Transformers vs Furby statement. First of all, Furbys are weird! I laughed out loud when I read it to Jack and he just shook his head and said, “That’s dumb.” At any rate there is a good thought here, everyone has different reasons for wanting a specific gender and a certain number of kids. I have always wanted boys, be it because I grew up a tom-boy or because I want to be the soft parent none the less boys. Girls are fun for about the first 10 years of their life, then hormones arrive. Jack knows that he will melt at the first sight of a little girl and he will in no way be able to discipline her, which of course means that that becomes my job… no thanks! I would prefer Jack take on the more dominate role of discipliner while I take on the role of his supporter. And besides who doesn’t like to play with remote controlled cars and helicopters over Barbie? I also have to mention that if we had a girl first, we would go broke. Have you seen all of the cute clothes and shoes girls have!?!?! One word, TUTUS!!!