Hello everyone:
I was reading an article last month about families who are using the latest methods (both at-home as well as the most expensive and sophisticated) to try to ensure the gender of their biological child.
One of the women they interviewed already had a son but desperately wanted a daughter, eventually going through a very complex, not to mention outrageously expensive "sorting process" that was supposed to be about 80% effective or higher in "swaying" the genetic possibility of a girl. Instead, she had twin boys... and became very bitter and depressed. (Psychologists are calling the phenomena "gender disappointment", hence the title of the thread.)
Eventually, she chose to adopt a daughter (which her husband did not agree with, so they wound up divorcing), and had one biologically as well with a second husband.
But, it was not the sugarplum fairytale she had hoped for. This woman had said (before she had her daughters) that she dreamed of having a little girl "to take to ballet class... paint her nails with pastel glitter... that would surely make me feel complete."
It reminded me of the feeling I get about being single and wanting to find the right partner... I know it's quite a bit different but it struck me in that so many times, we seem to think another person... even a child... is the answer to our completion.
In the end, however, both her daughters turned out to be tomboys and have absolutely no interest in tea parties, fashion shows, or ballet. The article ended with the woman saying that she still tries to persuade them because she "is used to getting what she wants... and does not give up easily." It made me think about how God can say no to even the most successful of people.
Have you, as a Christian, experienced an extreme longing for a child of a certain gender? What happened, and how did it turn out? And if you never got the child you longed for, how did you come to find peace through God, or are you still struggling?
Or, maybe you are on the other end--did your parents or family desperately want a child you just don't happen to be? How has God brought you to a point of healing from such expectations?
Thanks in advance for your thoughts and God bless.
I was reading an article last month about families who are using the latest methods (both at-home as well as the most expensive and sophisticated) to try to ensure the gender of their biological child.
One of the women they interviewed already had a son but desperately wanted a daughter, eventually going through a very complex, not to mention outrageously expensive "sorting process" that was supposed to be about 80% effective or higher in "swaying" the genetic possibility of a girl. Instead, she had twin boys... and became very bitter and depressed. (Psychologists are calling the phenomena "gender disappointment", hence the title of the thread.)
Eventually, she chose to adopt a daughter (which her husband did not agree with, so they wound up divorcing), and had one biologically as well with a second husband.
But, it was not the sugarplum fairytale she had hoped for. This woman had said (before she had her daughters) that she dreamed of having a little girl "to take to ballet class... paint her nails with pastel glitter... that would surely make me feel complete."
It reminded me of the feeling I get about being single and wanting to find the right partner... I know it's quite a bit different but it struck me in that so many times, we seem to think another person... even a child... is the answer to our completion.
In the end, however, both her daughters turned out to be tomboys and have absolutely no interest in tea parties, fashion shows, or ballet. The article ended with the woman saying that she still tries to persuade them because she "is used to getting what she wants... and does not give up easily." It made me think about how God can say no to even the most successful of people.
Have you, as a Christian, experienced an extreme longing for a child of a certain gender? What happened, and how did it turn out? And if you never got the child you longed for, how did you come to find peace through God, or are you still struggling?
Or, maybe you are on the other end--did your parents or family desperately want a child you just don't happen to be? How has God brought you to a point of healing from such expectations?
Thanks in advance for your thoughts and God bless.