When we tell people that we are adopting a boy from China we get two questions: A boy from China? and What's his name?
The other day I had my first "negative" reaction about the fact that we are adopting a boy. It was our first negative comment period. I had an "old" lady say "why would you ever adopt a boy? You should be a adopting a girl because those are the ones that they are murdering." Well, alrighty then. I did not bless her out for telling me that Sam was somehow less worthy of a family as some of you would have expected.
I completely understand the question about how we are getting a boy from China since boys are so valued in their culture. What I do not appreciate is the insinuation that I "need" a daughter.
If you know me, you know that I love being the mom of a boy. I do not feel like I have been short changed by being the mom of a boy. If JR and I felt like we needed a girl, we would have applied to adopt a girl. We did not specify gender and left it up to fate. Little girls are great, but they are for other mothers.
There is no pink in our house, no bows, and no baby dolls. There is lots of bleeding and bruising, nerf guns, six shooters, dump trucks, garbage trucks, backhoes, bulldozers, trains, bugs, four wheeler jumping and ramping, running, and mud.
I could not be happier, and best of all, I'm the lady in their lives!