simon was over the moon the morning you announced to him you were pregnant again. knowing his family with you was about to grow again with another bundle of joy to add to the two young sons you’d already had together

due to complications while giving birth to your second son and troubles getting pregnant a third time you and your husband decided this was your last baby, your last attempt at getting the baby girl you both craved so badly

the gender reveal was a small gathering. in fact it was just you and simon sat on the sofa in the living room of your shared family home while your girls were at school. a cake made and decorated by the local bakery neatly set on the coffee table with the words “boy or girl” written in icing

simon settled one of hands on top of yours seeing the knife tremble slightly at the prospect of what colour the cake layers would be hoping they’d be pink. together you cut a slice bringing it away to peek at the dyed cake within, blue dye

‘another boy…’

you sighed out running a hand over your baby bump. even though you were grateful for a easier pregnancy this time round you couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment knowing you wouldn’t be having a little girl