I realize I may be being selfish.
It may be the hormones.
But I cry.
Honestly, I feel ashamed.
But I want a girl.
I love my boys, wholeheartedly.
And yet I still do not feel complete.
I don't mind having boys, I love my boys .. yet there is still part of me missing.
I wish I was better with words to explain my thoughts.
Boys, just know mommy loves you .. and could never love any other more.
I don't want any different. I just hope to add to this family one day. I know my boys will be amazing big brothers to a little sister. And I'm dying for hair bows, tutu's, pink clothes, headbands, polka dots, ruffles, and of course someone to shop with me one day when I'm older and my boys are off playing golf with their daddy. Now why can't I have that? Selfish? I don't know. Just wanting what I can't have.
A Kitty Cat Party: 8 Years Old
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