Nah. I have a girl. If/when I get pregnant again, it doesn’t matter to me if kid #2 is a boy or girl. Whatever God decides to give me.
I don’t see the harm trying to pick your kid’s gender, as long as the parents have no psychological hangups that would make them screw up a kid that was born the “wrong” gender. I think most people fall into this category, but there are some screwballs out there.
I don’t plan on having kids, so I don’t know if I qualify to answer this; because I’ve never had dreams of being a mother, I haven’t even given much thought to whether I’d want boys or girls.
However, safe or not, I don’t generally feel like it’s good to dink around with Mother Nature. I mean, I guess you could say that I dink around with Mother Nature by using hormonal birth control (though if I were really dinking around with Mother Nature, I’d be a lesbian, so I wouldn’t need birth control), but I think this is one of those situations where I’m old and set in my ways.
I was born in 1970, and have never known a world WITHOUT hormonal birth control, so the idea of it is not disturbing to me.
However, I’ve lived 33 years without technology that allows people to choose a baby’s gender, and the idea kind of makes me uncomfortable. I kind of like the idea of letting Fate choose.
That’s just me, though; if a friend of mine were considering it, and I knew it was safe, I’d tell her to do her thing, especially if she had five boys and really wanted a girl or something.
Well… right now I’m hoping for a girl (don’t most mom’s? lol) but really it doesn’t matter to me. I’ll be happy as long as caterpie is healthy.
Besides I can just imagine if I do have a girl and she turns out to be all well… girly and here’s me only partially girly and a decent tomboy at times. :dubious: I could show her makeup and clothes and such like that but I can imagine freaking that she wants to spend how much on clothes and makeup?! lol
Hmmm. I have one of each, and it is nice in a lot of ways, although neither of them is likely going to know what it is like to have a sibling of the same sex. We’re also going to need another bedroom eventually, which is kind of a pain.
Now that they actually exist, though, I can’t imagine changing either one of them. I am always shocked when I hear someone say that their parents were disappointed in them because they weren’t the “right” sex–and, apparently, continued to be disappointed long enough for it to show. This is unfathomable to me.
However, if someone had presented me with the opportunity of magically pressing a button before either of my pregnancies that would have allowed me to choose, I’m not sure what I would have done. Probably nothing. I’ve never heard a really good reason for wanting to choose.
I wouldn’t do it, as it would be unnecessary. It wonder matter to me what gender the baby would be. It would just feel wrong to mesomehow to decide the gender.
I’ve always believed in those sage words of wisdom, “You can’t always get what you want but you get what you need.”
I have 3 kids and am preggo with my 4th. My kids were a boy, a boy, and then a girl. I really wanted a girl so my daughter could have a sister, and the sleeping arrangements would be so much easier.
If I could have easily chosen the sex, I would have.
So we’ve just found out that #4 is a BOY.
I guess Mr. Jagger and his cohorts were right, I’m not getting what I wanted, but it’s probably what I need in the long run.
Pick the gender?? Maybe if you’ve had 4 boys already and feel the need to have a girl but its best to leave this decision to Mother Nature. The saying “as long as its healthy” goes a long way here.
And it is far-fetched to think that the combination of boys and girls you decide on would somehow be optimal.
All boys: House gets trashed. Many trips to emergency room
All Girls: Cute to begin with but wait until the PMS starts and don’t think you’ll ever get to use shower or telephone again.
Combo: Definitely need separate rooms and hand-me-downs don’t work.
I thought I wanted one of each, but when I found out my second was a girl, I was delighted and wouldn’t have had it any other way.
If she’d have been a boy - if the first had been a boy, for that matter - I’m sure I’d feel the exact same way. I wouldn’t trade either one of them for anyone else, no matter what.
I suppose if the baby was in danger of inheriting a sex-linked genetic problem, I’d eagerly choose the sex, but in the absence of something of that magnitude, no. I’d take the child who came along, boy or girl, and I’d be overjoyed with it.