Posted on 10/16/2009 2:18:52 PM PDT by Mr. Blonde
When a sonogram showed that Stephanie Lewis, a writer and party planner living in San Diego, was expecting boy-girl twins, she was ecstatic. Lewis, already the mother of a two-year-old son, had always longed for a girl. “From an early age, I just remember wanting a daughter,” says Lewis, an effervescent brunette who recalls a Pleasantville childhood filled with mother-daughter fashion shows, ballet recitals, and tea parties. “Now, finally, I was getting her. I was just in heaven.”
Not that the sonographer’s revelation had come as a shock. For this, her second pregnancy, the 28-year-old Lewis had done everything in her power to increase the odds of having a girl. She’d adhered to a strict diet of milk, kefir, berries, and low-salt sesame paste on the premise that X sperm will thrive in a calcium-rich environment. She’d douched with vinegar and slept with a lime-soaked tampon in hopes of lowering her vaginal pH to girl-favorable levels. With her husband’s reluctant assent, Lewis also visited a local sperm-spinning clinic that practices a form of sex selection known as the Ericsson method. In this process, faster-swimming boy-producing sperm are separated from slower swimming girl-producing sperm, yielding a concentrate that is then inserted into the woman’s uterus via artificial insemination.
It took Lewis four tries, each costing $1,500, to become pregnant. Upon hearing the good news—about the girl-boy twins—she went shopping. “I didn’t buy the boy anything,” she says. Instead she stocked up on pink paraphernalia for her daughter, already named Cassandra. “I bought her jewelry and a little bracelet with her name on it. I was planning her first Halloween. She was going to be a little ballerina.”
As it turned out, the sonographer had made an error. Lewis got a delivery room surprise: twin boys. “I was in hysterics. I felt like somebody had died. The nurse had to send over a psychiatric social worker,” she says.
At home with her baby boys and her two-year-old son, Lewis’ anguish deepened. She was put on Prozac, but it didn’t help. “I stayed in my room. I drew the drapes. I felt like a funeral should be held.” The low point was when the twins had to be circumcised. “I thought, Here we are with two penises when there should not have been two. I got a lot of preaching,” she adds. “People would say, ‘You have two healthy infants. How ungrateful can you be?'"
Family members pointed out the toll her mood was taking on her three young sons, but “I didn’t want to listen,” Lewis recalls. “I was in a fog.” She stayed in her room, ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and slept for hours, rousing herself only to shop for “drop-dead, absolutely adorable” baby boy clothes. “I hated blue, so I bought mint green,” she says. “That brought me comfort.”
Lewis’ despair began to abate when she went online and, to her astonishment, found chatrooms full of women who were distraught for the same reason she was. Her new friends had screen names such as Dreamofgirlz, Praying4Pink, and PlzBeABoy. On sites like iVillage.com and In-Gender.com, they swapped gender-“swaying” techniques, posted photos of their kids (“This is Carter, who was supposed to be Chance”), and grappled openly with their “gender disappointment”–GD for short. “I have not stopped crying,” wrote one In-Gender poster. “I just sit in a daze and contemplate the end of my life.” Wrote another: “I’ve been in a funk all afternoon and am once again considering terminating this pregnancy.”
Finally, Lewis had a name for what was ailing her. “For the first time, I felt I wasn’t a bad person for feeling this way. Here was this treasure trove of women who could all commiserate. It was like I was part of a club.”
Gender disappointment is not an official psychiatric diagnosis. It’s an Internet-era label, an appellation coined by women who are bitterly unhappy about their baby’s gender and who can’t get over it, even after their child is born. It’s also a subculture, or, as Lewis says, a club. There are books on GD (Altered Dreams: Living With Gender Disappointment), herbal tonics and tablets intended to influence a child’s sex, and a handful of fertility specialists who have no qualms about taking all the guesswork out of baby making. “Why not?” asks Jeffery Steinberg, MD, an Encino, California–based reproductive endocrinologist who specializes in the use of in vitro fertilization for sex selection. “We’re not producing monsters; we’re producing healthy babies.”
Much of the talk on the GD message boards revolves around sex selection methods, ranging from various folk remedies to sperm-sorting and spinning methods (MicroSort, Ericsson) to the holy grail: in vitro fertilization with preimplantation genetic diagnosis (PGD), a technique in which a doctor determines the gender of the embryos and transfers only those that fit the parents’ request. The most popular at-home option is the Shettles method, named after the doctor who developed it and involving the exquisite timing of intercourse relative to ovulation. You’ll also see lots of homegrown recipes for conceiving daughters that turn sex into a kind of kinky mad-science experiment: “Have your [partner] give you a ‘sample.’ Catch it in a cup or condom. Add warm lime. Do not warm lime in microwave—warm in hot sink. Then layer egg white (with a pH of 9 to 9.9) on top. You then incubate it for an hour…and insert it into yourself with medical syringe. Lay with hips raised.”
Some women go as far as to label their own boys as “failed sways” or “Shettles Opposites.” The mother of little Caleb, writing on In-Gender, wants it known that her apple-cheeked son is “living as a MicroSort statistic”: He is the unexpected result of a 92.9 percent girl sort probability that doctors gave her. The mom of three-year-old Isaac and two-year-old Isaiah, who’s expecting another boy on December 15, has put a frowny-face icon next to her due date. “I hate my life,” she writes. “My family is complete in reality but not in my heart.” She is considering giving all three of her boys up for adoption: “I want to give them to someone who can actually love them.”
It’s easy to dismiss the GD crowd as a bunch of heartless nutcakes. Yet it’s undeniable that a kind of free-floating girl lust has entered the public consciousness.
I experienced it myself several years ago. I loved having a boy. But each time I visited my sister, I found myself drifting through my nieces’ rooms, mooning over the high-perched canopy beds and dollhouses and Lip Smackers lined up like little toy soldiers: Watermelon, Grape Crush, Berry Peach.
On impulse, I bought my three-year-old son an expensive Swedish dollhouse, so clean-lined and modern that it could pass for unisex. He removed the furniture, turned it on its side, and found a way of connecting the bed to the armoire and the armoire to the sideboard. “Look, Mom,” he said. “A train.”
When I got pregnant for the second time, I really thought I’d be fine with another boy. I tried to picture two little imps playing on the beach in matching Vilbrequin swim trunks. When the doctor’s office called with the results of my amniocentesis, I was drinking root beer and eating takeout pad thai. “It’s a girl,” they said, and I put down my soda with a thud; I went to Whole Foods and stocked up on fresh veggies, brown rice, and an organic probiotic drink called Berry Green. I felt a sudden surge of tender protectiveness. I felt electrified. It turns out I wasn’t alone in fervently desiring a girl: Seventyone percent of American families who use MicroSort—which is still in clinical trials—want a daughter. The Ericsson method that Lewis used is actually more effective for selecting a boy: about 80 percent, compared with only 74 percent for a girl. But the ratio of girl-to-boy requests is as high as two to one at licensed clinics. “The era of wanting a first-born male is gone, not to return,” founder Ronald Ericsson, MD, has said.
What’s behind the modern-day girl fetish? One explanation: Women envision a brighter future for their daughters than they do for their sons. Boys are practically the underdogs these days, having fallen behind girls on nearly every measure of academic achievement, from college attendance to high school graduation rates. According to books such as The War Against Boys and Boys Adrift, they are in danger of becoming, as Christina Hoff Sommers has written, “tomorrow’s second sex.”
“The way society is now—I feel there’s a preference for girls,” says Linda Heithaus, a marine biologist from Hollywood, Florida, who has two sons and is contemplating doing IVF/PGD in the hope of getting a girl. “They can do everything a boy can do, plus you can dress them up. It’s almost like, to fit in, you need to have one.” Girls, in other words, are boys plus. They can play sports and have careers, and you can dress them in pink and take them to tea at the American Girl café. What’s not to like?
Others link the yearning to women’s belief that they’ll have a richer lifelong relationship with a daughter than a son. “Families are raised differently these days,” says Kathleen Rein, a New York psychiatrist who specializes in postpartum disorders. “It’s much more isolating to be a mother. You don’t have your mom and grandmother next door. Women want girls because they want that close female bond they’re not getting in other parts of their life.”
Consider Cynthia Zierhut, a clinical and developmental psychologist at UC Davis. Five years ago, after giving birth to her third son, Zierhut turned to MicroSort. “My desire for a daughter is not about pink or shopping. I don’t get manicures and pedicures. All that stuff isn’t important to me. Relationships are. As a woman, I have so much I want to share.”
Zierhut, who is 40, has undergone two failed MicroSorts in the past year. Now she’s pinning her hopes on ovulation timing and various at-home swaying methods, including the restrictive girl diet. “Lately, I’m just so sick of it,” she says. But she’s reluctant to give up. “I am a little bit obsessed. The minute I started pursuing this, I pursued it in the manner that I’ve pursued every single thing in my life that I thought I could obtain. And that just feeds on itself.”
When a sonogram showed that Stephanie Lewis, a writer and party planner living in San Diego, was expecting boy-girl twins, she was ecstatic. Lewis, already the mother of a two-year-old son, had always longed for a girl. “From an early age, I just remember wanting a daughter,” says Lewis, an effervescent brunette who recalls a Pleasantville childhood filled with mother-daughter fashion shows, ballet recitals, and tea parties. “Now, finally, I was getting her. I was just in heaven.”
Not that the sonographer’s revelation had come as a shock. For this, her second pregnancy, the 28-year-old Lewis had done everything in her power to increase the odds of having a girl. She’d adhered to a strict diet of milk, kefir, berries, and low-salt sesame paste on the premise that X sperm will thrive in a calcium-rich environment. She’d douched with vinegar and slept with a lime-soaked tampon in hopes of lowering her vaginal pH to girl-favorable levels. With her husband’s reluctant assent, Lewis also visited a local sperm-spinning clinic that practices a form of sex selection known as the Ericsson method. In this process, faster-swimming boy-producing sperm are separated from slower swimming girl-producing sperm, yielding a concentrate that is then inserted into the woman’s uterus via artificial insemination.
It took Lewis four tries, each costing $1,500, to become pregnant. Upon hearing the good news—about the girl-boy twins—she went shopping. “I didn’t buy the boy anything,” she says. Instead she stocked up on pink paraphernalia for her daughter, already named Cassandra. “I bought her jewelry and a little bracelet with her name on it. I was planning her first Halloween. She was going to be a little ballerina.”
As it turned out, the sonographer had made an error. Lewis got a delivery room surprise: twin boys. “I was in hysterics. I felt like somebody had died. The nurse had to send over a psychiatric social worker,” she says.
At home with her baby boys and her two-year-old son, Lewis’ anguish deepened. She was put on Prozac, but it didn’t help. “I stayed in my room. I drew the drapes. I felt like a funeral should be held.” The low point was when the twins had to be circumcised. “I thought, Here we are with two penises when there should not have been two. I got a lot of preaching,” she adds. “People would say, ‘You have two healthy infants. How ungrateful can you be?'"
Family members pointed out the toll her mood was taking on her three young sons, but “I didn’t want to listen,” Lewis recalls. “I was in a fog.” She stayed in her room, ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and slept for hours, rousing herself only to shop for “drop-dead, absolutely adorable” baby boy clothes. “I hated blue, so I bought mint green,” she says. “That brought me comfort.”
Lewis’ despair began to abate when she went online and, to her astonishment, found chatrooms full of women who were distraught for the same reason she was. Her new friends had screen names such as Dreamofgirlz, Praying4Pink, and PlzBeABoy. On sites like iVillage.com and In-Gender.com, they swapped gender-“swaying” techniques, posted photos of their kids (“This is Carter, who was supposed to be Chance”), and grappled openly with their “gender disappointment”–GD for short. “I have not stopped crying,” wrote one In-Gender poster. “I just sit in a daze and contemplate the end of my life.” Wrote another: “I’ve been in a funk all afternoon and am once again considering terminating this pregnancy.”
Finally, Lewis had a name for what was ailing her. “For the first time, I felt I wasn’t a bad person for feeling this way. Here was this treasure trove of women who could all commiserate. It was like I was part of a club.”
Gender disappointment is not an official psychiatric diagnosis. It’s an Internet-era label, an appellation coined by women who are bitterly unhappy about their baby’s gender and who can’t get over it, even after their child is born. It’s also a subculture, or, as Lewis says, a club. There are books on GD (Altered Dreams: Living With Gender Disappointment), herbal tonics and tablets intended to influence a child’s sex, and a handful of fertility specialists who have no qualms about taking all the guesswork out of baby making. “Why not?” asks Jeffery Steinberg, MD, an Encino, California–based reproductive endocrinologist who specializes in the use of in vitro fertilization for sex selection. “We’re not producing monsters; we’re producing healthy babies.”
Much of the talk on the GD message boards revolves around sex selection methods, ranging from various folk remedies to sperm-sorting and spinning methods (MicroSort, Ericsson) to the holy grail: in vitro fertilization with preimplantation genetic diagnosis (PGD), a technique in which a doctor determines the gender of the embryos and transfers only those that fit the parents’ request. The most popular at-home option is the Shettles method, named after the doctor who developed it and involving the exquisite timing of intercourse relative to ovulation. You’ll also see lots of homegrown recipes for conceiving daughters that turn sex into a kind of kinky mad-science experiment: “Have your [partner] give you a ‘sample.’ Catch it in a cup or condom. Add warm lime. Do not warm lime in microwave—warm in hot sink. Then layer egg white (with a pH of 9 to 9.9) on top. You then incubate it for an hour…and insert it into yourself with medical syringe. Lay with hips raised.”
Some women go as far as to label their own boys as “failed sways” or “Shettles Opposites.” The mother of little Caleb, writing on In-Gender, wants it known that her apple-cheeked son is “living as a MicroSort statistic”: He is the unexpected result of a 92.9 percent girl sort probability that doctors gave her. The mom of three-year-old Isaac and two-year-old Isaiah, who’s expecting another boy on December 15, has put a frowny-face icon next to her due date. “I hate my life,” she writes. “My family is complete in reality but not in my heart.” She is considering giving all three of her boys up for adoption: “I want to give them to someone who can actually love them.”
It’s easy to dismiss the GD crowd as a bunch of heartless nutcakes. Yet it’s undeniable that a kind of free-floating girl lust has entered the public consciousness.
I experienced it myself several years ago. I loved having a boy. But each time I visited my sister, I found myself drifting through my nieces’ rooms, mooning over the high-perched canopy beds and dollhouses and Lip Smackers lined up like little toy soldiers: Watermelon, Grape Crush, Berry Peach.
On impulse, I bought my three-year-old son an expensive Swedish dollhouse, so clean-lined and modern that it could pass for unisex. He removed the furniture, turned it on its side, and found a way of connecting the bed to the armoire and the armoire to the sideboard. “Look, Mom,” he said. “A train.”
When I got pregnant for the second time, I really thought I’d be fine with another boy. I tried to picture two little imps playing on the beach in matching Vilbrequin swim trunks. When the doctor’s office called with the results of my amniocentesis, I was drinking root beer and eating takeout pad thai. “It’s a girl,” they said, and I put down my soda with a thud; I went to Whole Foods and stocked up on fresh veggies, brown rice, and an organic probiotic drink called Berry Green. I felt a sudden surge of tender protectiveness. I felt electrified. It turns out I wasn’t alone in fervently desiring a girl: Seventyone percent of American families who use MicroSort—which is still in clinical trials—want a daughter. The Ericsson method that Lewis used is actually more effective for selecting a boy: about 80 percent, compared with only 74 percent for a girl. But the ratio of girl-to-boy requests is as high as two to one at licensed clinics. “The era of wanting a first-born male is gone, not to return,” founder Ronald Ericsson, MD, has said.
What’s behind the modern-day girl fetish? One explanation: Women envision a brighter future for their daughters than they do for their sons. Boys are practically the underdogs these days, having fallen behind girls on nearly every measure of academic achievement, from college attendance to high school graduation rates. According to books such as The War Against Boys and Boys Adrift, they are in danger of becoming, as Christina Hoff Sommers has written, “tomorrow’s second sex.”
“The way society is now—I feel there’s a preference for girls,” says Linda Heithaus, a marine biologist from Hollywood, Florida, who has two sons and is contemplating doing IVF/PGD in the hope of getting a girl. “They can do everything a boy can do, plus you can dress them up. It’s almost like, to fit in, you need to have one.” Girls, in other words, are boys plus. They can play sports and have careers, and you can dress them in pink and take them to tea at the American Girl café. What’s not to like?
Others link the yearning to women’s belief that they’ll have a richer lifelong relationship with a daughter than a son. “Families are raised differently these days,” says Kathleen Rein, a New York psychiatrist who specializes in postpartum disorders. “It’s much more isolating to be a mother. You don’t have your mom and grandmother next door. Women want girls because they want that close female bond they’re not getting in other parts of their life.”
Consider Cynthia Zierhut, a clinical and developmental psychologist at UC Davis. Five years ago, after giving birth to her third son, Zierhut turned to MicroSort. “My desire for a daughter is not about pink or shopping. I don’t get manicures and pedicures. All that stuff isn’t important to me. Relationships are. As a woman, I have so much I want to share.”
Zierhut, who is 40, has undergone two failed MicroSorts in the past year. Now she’s pinning her hopes on ovulation timing and various at-home swaying methods, including the restrictive girl diet. “Lately, I’m just so sick of it,” she says. But she’s reluctant to give up. “I am a little bit obsessed. The minute I started pursuing this, I pursued it in the manner that I’ve pursued every single thing in my life that I thought I could obtain. And that just feeds on itself.”
Two girl embryos were transferred. Both took, but Hogeland lost one of the twins at nine weeks. The other girl, Aine Brennan Hogeland, was born in June 2008. “We’re over the moon,” Hogeland says. “I’d always wanted a redheaded little girl. And it looks like she’s going to be a strawberry blond.”
But Hogeland can’t stop thinking about the girl she lost. “I might try saving for [PGD] just one more time,” she says. “I want the experience of raising two boys and two girls. I want that symmetry.” Hogeland pauses. “I realize some of this may be a control-freak thing. I know I probably sound crazy. I mean, you can’t handpick your family.”
Or can you? Welcome to the Fertility Institutes, Jeffrey Steinberg’s Encino, California, clinic, where the lobby is festooned with pink and blue papier-mâché baby shoes and brochures tout “a world where gender is no longer a matter of chance.” Steinberg is one of the few MDs who advertises that he does IVF/PGD, which was pioneered to diagnose severe chromosomal defects, expressly for the purpose of sex selection. In IVF/ PGD, doctors biopsy eight-cell embryos in petri dishes to remove a single cell, called a blastomere. The cells are examined to reveal the genetic information, and patients with a preference for boys or girls can elect to have those embryos transferred.
Voilà, Steinberg says. Gender disappointment is cured. “Most obsessions can’t be resolved,” says the 56-year-old Steinberg, who is stout, balding, and jolly—a Santa Claus of sex selection. “But here is an obsession that can be resolved. My patients get their girl, or their boy, and they’re happy as pie.”
Steinberg isn’t the only fertility doctor to offer IVF/PGD for sex selection. Physicians at other clinics, including California’s topranked Reproductive Partners Medical Group, use PGD as a screening tool to identify embryos with defects, and—if pressed— will reveal the sex of embryos in conjunction with other findings. “We would transfer embryos of one sex or another if that is the patient’s preference,” says Arthur Wisot, its executive director and a clinical professor of reproductive medicine at UCLA. “We would do it if they seem like reasonable people and no one is hurt by it. But we certainly don’t advertise it and promote it the way Steinberg does. The people he services are more on the fringe, and he’s just playing to their neuroses.”
Steinberg, who says he performs about 700 IVF/PGD procedures annually, charges $18,000 per attempt. “For try No. 1, [patients] may be getting financial help from their family,” he says. “For tries No. 2 and 3, they’re mortgaging homes, selling cars.” In 2010, he plans to begin offering sex selection at half price out of his Guadalajara, Mexico, clinic. “People are going to go crazy,” he says.
To Steinberg, sex selection is practically a social good, “far preferable to abortion,” he says. “And believe me, we see plenty of that in people’s histories. Women will come in, I’ll look at their chart. It says: Gravida 5, Para 2. What happened to the other three pregnancies? The answer is: three abortions. So that’s something distasteful.”
How does Steinberg justify working with patients who’ve repeatedly aborted chromosomally healthy babies due to gender? “It’s hard to lecture them, because they’re not going to go out and do it again,” he says. “They’ve finally found the answer.”
But have they? If the GD world is indeed a “club,” it’s a singularly depressing and bewildering one. Whatever happened to unconditional love? Aren’t kids supposed to represent more than the easy fulfillment of their parents’ dreams? “It takes tremendous insight and maturity to raise a girl if you are yourself a woman, to help her develop in her own unique way,” says psychiatrist Vivien Burt, director of the UCLA Women’s Life Center. “For some women, it’s very hard to disentangle these issues, and a huge burden falls on the little girls.”
In other words, there’s a high likelihood that even if GD sufferers get what they want, they’ll be disappointed anyway. After wallowing in bitterness following the birth of her twin boys, Stephanie Lewis eventually decided to adopt a girl from Korea, whom she named Jamisyn. Her husband opposed the adoption. The marriage fell apart, and Lewis ended up having a biological daughter, Eliza, with her second husband.
Two girls! Is Lewis in heaven? “Yes and no,” she says. “In the end, my expectations of what it would be like to mother a daughter were not fully realized.” Eliza and Jamisyn don’t like to play with dolls, don’t enjoy ballet. “Neither is really frilly,” Lewis laments. “They don’t want to do the things my mother and I did. I have to shake myself and say: You got what you wanted. So why do I feel this longing still? It leads me to believe that this GD thing is far deeper than meets the eye. I’m actually exploring it in therapy myself because I want to understand it.”
In the meantime, Lewis is trying to accept her daughters as they are. “I’ve tried not to take it out on them, but there have been pangs of anger, of disappointment, pangs of, I went through all this, and now you’re not cooperating? Didn’t you read the instruction booklet on how to be a daughter? If a dream is held that long, then you better believe it becomes a well-crafted dream.”
And indeed, Lewis is not ready to call it a day. “I still try every once in a while. I say, ‘Let’s have a princess party.’ They say, ‘Mom, you know we don’t like princesses.’ ”
Lewis laughs ruefully. “I don’t give up easily,” she says. “I’m pretty tenacious.”
An article so stupid, I regret knowing that it was written.
And we wonder why so many mothers feminize their little boys...
Interesting reaction. I think this is an interesting issue. It is certainly the reverse of what has historically been the norm. The norm which still has a hold of many parts of the world.
These are grotesquely selfish people.
I only read a little of it, if you read it all, then I wasted less time than you did.
Always learning something new around this place.
No child is going to fill all an adult's unmet needs. If you want to be a Queen Mother, join a role-playing site, and spare your children a lot of pain.
That is exactly what I was thinking about when reading it. What are these mothers going to do when they can’t get over not having a daughter? I’m guessing a lot do struggle with this.
What an ungrateful little b!tch.
My friend thought she was having a girl right up until the time she had to have a C-section because the baby was in distress. She got over it. This article is nuts. And so is that woman. Those poor boys. I hope they never learn that mom was such a fruitcake when they were born. Then again. Lime? Okay, she was a nut before she got pregnant.
What a bunch of stupid, selfish women.
That one surprised me too. I wonder why that is.
Yeah. And a lot of this falls into the just because you can do it, doesn’t mean you should do it category.
Oh for the good old days when no one knew until they were born.
LOL. I hear ya.
Yeah, although I think there were always supposed methods of figuring out what you were going to have.
In the meantime, the Chinese are boy crazy.
What was that Beach Boy refrain? “Three girls for every boy!”
How many couples would appreciate a healthy baby of either sex? These people don’t deserve children.
She is one sick, obsessed puppy. I feel sorry for her "reluctant assenting" husband!
Our last child (#5) was supposed to be a girl. We had the name picked out and everything....turned out to be a boy.....didn’t matter one iota. Children are a blessing of the Lord...period.
A mother can indulge more flamboyantly (or should I say more flamgirlantly) on a daughter than on a son. I wonder if these “ladies” have p*nis envy.
OMG! I can't stop laughing!
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Plenty of FReepers would have done it for less. Though I must say, this woman is too self involved.... no, STUPID, to be raising children. I pity those three little boys!
I hope dad brings up all his sons to be cowboys, soldiers, something manly.
...something about that slow sperm nagging voice we hear in our heads.
lol.
yeah...and you could have warned the rest of us...somehow...some way...
:)
Don’t let the woman in this article alone with her kids. She’s bound to pull a Susan Smith any day now.
are you kidding? This is idiotic. I would have been happy to have a child of either gender and thanked God for his blessing me and my husband.
You’re being to polite.
She could have joined a Red Hat Club with her mother and enjoyed girly-fun as an adult.
The women who abort their babies because they are not the “correct” sex are the most reprehensible of all.
If this stays the trend, these mothers will have to send their little darlings to China to find a husband.
Some women should stick to mothering little yappy dogs.
People were right.
“For the first time, I felt I wasn’t a bad person for feeling this way."
Well, it is all about how you feel.
It’s easy to dismiss the GD crowd as a bunch of heartless nutcakes.
That's just because they're a bunch of heartless nutcakes.
Wrote another: “I’ve been in a funk all afternoon and am once again considering terminating this pregnancy.”
OK so they're ghoulish heartless nutcakes.
FREERIDERS never have these problems!!!
What a waste of bandwidth.
My only surprise is that she stopped at “just” circumcision...
Old-timers disease.
However, I read stupid articles all of the time. Perhaps the problem is with me.
Still, those women are simple minded.
I don’t know how much of that I believe. The author is that woman who was fired from The New Republic for plagiarism and inaccuracy.
Normal parents don’t, either ... only crazy people.
D’OH???
So now she writes for a fashion magazine where the standards are much lower.
Wow. A *little* of this (wanting one sex but getting the other) is normal, but these women are beyond sick. Some of them *should* adopt out their children before they drown them in the bathtub. Frightening.
I will admit that when I was pregnant, I was a trifle disappointed to learn that we were having two boy twins, instead of one girl and one boy, but that feeling completely disappeared the moment I met our babies in the delivery room! I honestly feel that God gave me two boys to raise for a reason. They are wonderful and I would not swap them for anything.
It may be made up to some extent, I’m not asserting that I have done any other research into this. I do know that in China and India especially gender based abortions run pretty high. Although it is usually the abortion of a female baby. That it could be going the other way in the US wouldn’t surprise me. Some for the reasons mentioned, and probably a lot is women wanting to go back and re-live their childhood again. To make sure their daughter is the coolest one in school and all that.
Wow, this woman sounds like a real keeper.. I feel for the guy who married and bred with this woman, let alone her offspring, what a miserable ride you are going to have in this life.
That’s why the lady is a narcissist!
Guess this shows you might get what you want and still not have what you wanted.
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