I always pictured myself being the mother of a boy and a girl. That’s what my parents had, and most people I know have both. But I am pregnant for the last time and now I’ll have a house full of boys. I’m grateful for another child (we tried for a while) but I feel like I got played a dirty trick and I can’t seem to get past it. I cannot be excited about another boy, knowing I will never have a daughter. My husband thinks I should talk to someone. Who would I even talk to? No amount of talk will change anything and I know I sound like a horrible person complaining about this. I love my sons. It’s nothing to do with them. It’s just a lifelong dream I will never have fulfilled.

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Since I can’t answer a comment anonymously, thank you Rachelle. It’s nice you understand.

As to the other two. Obviously it’s a stock answer to say a counselor/therapist. I do not have a therapist and am not going to get one.