http://www.lifenews.com/2016/02/24/i-fo ... -not-mine/
Like many women, I spent my early youth nurturing baby dolls. Some could hold their own bottle, some could cry by being flipped upside down, some looked more realistic than others—but they all shared one commonality. My dolls were all girls, or at least my imagination willed it so. How I loved donning my little ladies in pink, lacy dresses and the most stylish accessories. From as young as I can remember, I always dreamed of having a daughter of my own, and I just learned that I am having a girl.