As The Appointment to find out the gender of this baby gets closer and closer, there’s the inevitable question of if I want a boy or a girl. My completely honest and genuine answer is I don’t care. The next thing people say is it really doesn’t matter as long as the baby is healthy.
I don’t exactly agree.
I don’t care. Period.
While I would love and hope to have a healthy baby, if I didn’t I would be okay with it.
Maybe not right away and I would shed some tears over it.
But at the end of the day I have my child.
The one I wasn’t supposed to get pregnant with.
Boy. Girl. Blind. Deaf. Third arm coming out of their forehead.
At the end of the day I have my miracle and that’s ALL that matters.