Things you’re not supposed to say regarding the baby’s gender January 18, 2009
Posted by Erin F. Wasinger in Kind of unreasonable, So married, The baby.Tags: baby, gender
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I would’ve been pleased with either gender; wanted a healthy baby, yadda yadda.
However, I was ecstatic when I was told by the ultrasound technician that “those are girl parts” — exactly one year ago today.
I wanted this girl pretty dang badly.
Dave and I reflected on that day for a hot second (we’re not the reflecting type, we’re a bit duller … get it, oooh) and he said he can’t imagine having had a boy. However:
“We’ll just adopt a boy — he’ll be a star athlete,” he said.
“And Alice can’t be a star athlete?”
“No, she’s the artist. Have you seen her? She’s not really athletic.”
Somewhere in a chilly hall on the campus of the University of Toledo, my women’s and gender studies teacher is shaking her head in disgust.
Some Kind of Wonderland 
At my first ultrasound I wanted a girl and was disappointed it was a boy. Then I felt all guilty for feeling that way because I should be happy he is just healthy. Two boys later, and as much as I wanted that girl, I just can’t see myself with one now.
Notice he says that you’ll have to adopt a boy in order to have an athlete. I think he’s passing judgement on the Wasinger genes.