Please help me grieve my gender disappointment
I know there is a whole gender disappointment private support group, but I just really need to 'talk' this out now- I'm ready to burst into tears- instead of waiting to join! :redface: I'm sorry if this is the wrong place, mods, please advise.
I found out we were having a boy at our 20 week scan because I knew I had my heart set on a girl, and I wanted the time to adjust if it turned out we were not having a girl. And I did adjust, really well, and now I absolutely adore my boy and am so glad I have the experience of having a boy. And I know how lucky I am just to have a healthy, happy child.
But yesterday, my heart just kind of developed this great big crack and I started weeping stupidly all over the place and I can't seem to stop. It was, of all things, over a truck. Peter came home from my mum's with a new truck, a big yellow thing with a scoop and enormous tires that makes a great big noise when he pushes it over the floorboards. He loves it. Loves, loves, loves, loves it. He also had a book about tractors. He had to have it with him in the bath, and take it to bed with him. What I am getting at here is, he is a real boy. Loves machines, noise....all those boy things. And the more he grows up into being more and more boy-ish, I feel like the more he is drifting away from me.
Now I know he loves me hugely, and he will be my little man for a while longer yet. But slowly, inevitably, he is moving more towards his daddy, and more into a world I can't fully be a part of. And that is how it should be, I wouldn't stop him being a boy for all the world. I don't want to hold on to him, to emasculate him in any way at all.
But I grieve for the little girl I wanted. The one who could play dress ups and dollies and like pretty things. The one who I could go shopping with and have lunch with and teach how to be a woman.
It doesn't help that my two oldest friends have girls. I am so afraid of growing older and watching them do girly stuff with their daughters and feeling so, so, so left out. I know I can have a great relationship with my son, but I can't have the kind I would love with a daughter (the kind I have with my mother). I know there is no guarantees of that relationship even if you do have a daughter, but at least there is the possibility.
There is no biological reason we couldn't have another child, but there are a lot of financial, emotional and practical reasons why we don't want to. But this grief for a daughter is almost enough to take the risk- and yet I know it is not a good enough reason in itself to have another baby. So I really want to try to deal with this grief, but I just don't know how.
I guess I fear being alone. My DH always talks about all the things he and Peter can do when he grows up, and they are such boy things. And I feel like all my friends will be off doing girl things with their daughters. And I will be....alone.
Sorry for the ramble, and thanks if you have read this far. It feels good to reach out on this issue.