There is a saying by Gloria Steinem that states, “I am glad we’ve begun to raise our daughters, like our sons, but it will never work until we raise our sons more like our daughters.” As much as I wanted to have a daughter as my first and probably my only child, it took me sometime to come into terms that I was having a baby boy. So, why did it matter so much that I was having a boy and not a girl?

When I started my educational journey far away from home back in 2009, I was a proud girl. Something that I wanted so badly was about to come true.

As a 29 year old married woman, who married her love, I am hapy. Being married for two years, we finally decided to have a baby but the road wasn’t easy. I have hashimoto thyroid, a condition which I have been dealing since my first menstruation. In order to conceive a baby I had to go through check up, take medication, lower my TSH level. We were determined and everything in place. After few months we were told we can finally conceive and following that month, I was pregnant. Never had I thought I would conceive so early.