Yep, it happens to alot of people. My mum was the same, but she didn't want a girl. In the end she had a boy, but he was still born at 40 weeks. She always says she felt like she was being punished for being selfish, and God gave her her boy, but gave him to her forever-sleeping to teach her a lesson about being greatful for what we're given.
And I was the same as you. My freak out lasted the day (if that) and after that I knew I wanted him. All I'd imagine was how lovely it would be to dress him up in little clothes, and smell that nice baby smell and snuggle up together in our bed on weekends and coo over him. So I guess I have learnt a lesson too, really. My experiences with Jayvan have made me a much wiser and compationate person than what I was before, and although I NEVER want to have to go through it all again, I'm a better person for it.
But anyway, enough rambling from me! I'm off to dinner tonight to sort out our wedding guest list with my folks and PIL. Wish me luck. The last I heard mum had bumped the list up to 120 people.
Love xx














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