In our culture, people often expect a family to have at least one son. While we never believed our daughters were any less important, the constant comments from relatives and neighbors slowly began to weigh heavily on us.
Whenever we attended family gatherings, someone would always ask the same question. “When will you try for a boy?”
Whenever we attended family gatherings, someone would always ask the same question. “When will you try for a boy?”
At first, we laughed it off. We already had three beautiful daughters who filled our home with joy and laughter.
But after years passed and every pregnancy resulted in another girl, people began whispering behind our backs. Some said it was just luck.
But after years passed and every pregnancy resulted in another girl, people began whispering behind our backs. Some said it was just luck.
Others claimed there must be something wrong with us. The pressure became even worse for my husband.
Some relatives openly told him he might never have a son. Even though he always defended me, I could see the disappointment in his eyes sometimes.
Some relatives openly told him he might never have a son. Even though he always defended me, I could see the disappointment in his eyes sometimes.
We tried everything we knew. We visited hospitals and spoke with doctors. Medical tests showed that both of us were healthy.
The doctors explained that the gender of a baby is mostly determined naturally, and there was no guarantee we could influence it.
But deep inside, I still hoped that one day we would welcome a baby boy. One evening while scrolling through Facebook, I came across a story that caught my attention. Read more........................
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