I was just about to celebrate my 37th birthday on November when I found out I was pregnant so that makes the month of conception October. According to the Chinese calendar, that means I'm having a boy again.
I don't really believe these things but it's been correct so far. Plus, my OBG took one look at my face, noted all the pimples sprouting and said, "Looks like a boy again. Your pimples say there's lots of testosterone in your system."
If Baby Chicken is another boy, wow oh wow, I got my wish! But I know Vince wants a girl this time (although he'd totally love another son, too!) so I'd be happy with a girl. Although I seriously wouldn't know what to do with a daughter. I never got along well with girls till I hit my 30s really. I once told Vince, "I'm so glad I'm a girl. Imagine if I were a boy and had to marry a girl. Why would anyone want to do that?!"
Well, if I have a girl then, it's great I had her in my late 30s because we'd have a better chance at this girly relationship thing. Still, since she's my child, I'd love her as fiercely as I do her brothers. Plus, I'll raise her no different from how I raise my sons. I hope she grows up to be just like me—no nonsense, no drama, no frivolity, no arte, no crazy shopping. But if she does turn out to be dainty or feminine or inane or a damsel in distress or boy-crazy, I'd love her anyway!
Still, I'm hoping for a boy. Let's see if the Chinese calandar is still accurate with this prediction!
UPDATE: As a reader pointed out, I made a mistake. I was 36 when I conceived, which means I was supposed to have a girl according to the Chinese calendar. But I'm having a boy! So this Chinese calendar system is not accurate. But then we always knew that, right? =)
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