As the time to find out the sex of our little one draws nearer, all I can think about is pink or blue. I am going crazy with anticipation! When I first found out that I was pregnant, all I could think was, "I hope it's a girl, I hope it's a girl, I hope it's a girl!" Now I find myself thinking about the joys of little boys. After all, little boys (for the most part) adore their mothers, whereas little girls hit a point in time where there mothers can't do anything right. I don't want to spend my late thirties and early forties defending my child rearing techniques to a know-it-all teenager who finds nothing but fault with the way I've raised her.
Then again, having a mani/pedi partner would be amazing. And let's not forget the adorable little clothes! Undeniably, little girls clothing is much cuter than little boys. I suppose their are pros and cons to both sexes. I can't wait to find out what we're having!
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