I wanted boys. If I was going to try and give birth to babies, I wanted the babies to be boys.
I was born into a family of four girls and one boy. Estrogen was the dominant hormone, and I found myself craving testosterone.
Please understand, I have nothing against girls. Honest. I like girls. In fact, some of my best friends are girls.
What I failed to see with my Y-chromosome tunnel vision was the maleness that is attached to the boy. What do I mean by maleness? Well, I mean passing gas and laughing, scratching bellies and other parts, crumbs on the counter, crumbs on the couch, stinky socks, and the worst – toilets. Shudder