So it's true. I didn't want another boy, I dreaded having another. I refused to even fathom the thought of it. I prayed so hard for a girl, dreamt of her, seen her face, convinced myself there is NO way I'm NOT gunna have a daughter this time. I figured I'd cry & be distraught if it turned out I'd have another son. I worried I'd feel incomplete & unattached. It's not what I wanted, it's not what I hoped for.

This all sounds so selfish, & ungrateful for the fact that I am even able to have children as some are not. Ungrateful for not being thankful to be blessed with a healthy baby. But I am only human!

At 1:30 pm today I found out I am yet again, a boy mom. & let me tell y'all, I felt the slightest disappointment for a moment not hearing "girl", then in a split second it was gone. I completely fell in love all over again as I did with my first. Seeing that baby on the screen made everything disappear but pure happiness & joy! He isn't what I had in my dreams but he is everything I have ever dreamt off.💙

Weston Abell King