Confession #1- I want a daughter!

Confession #1 :
I have three amazing, handsome sons: Rick (3), Cristian (2) and Miguel (6mo.), but I desperately desire to have a little girl, a daughter! I love my boys, but my heart aches for her... I remember when one of my good friends told me she was disappointed when she was expecting her 2nd child. She already had a daughter and now was expecting a son. I thought- that is the perfect family, 1 boy, 1 girl. Plus, how could you be disappointed with what God blesses you with. You are able to have children, be thankful! I now know the disappointment she experienced.
It wasn't until I got pregnant with my second and found out I was having another boy that the disappointment set in. As soon as the ultrasound tech said boy, the tears began to fall! I tried to hide it in the room, but as soon as my husband and I got in the car, I started crying hard. I felt like my dreams had been shattered... It didnt help that my husband felt the same way (although he got over rather quickly). I remember he shared that he wanted a daughter and my heart melted. The crying spells lasted for weeks and eventually I accepted that I was having another son. I rationalized that, "I can talk my husband into trying for one more". I knew 3 would probably be the limit, so even before I had #2, I was thinking of #3. As soon as Cristian was born though, I fell in love with my second son!
Not only did I want a daughter, but my in-laws really wanted a grand-daughter. They already had 3 grandsons and were hoping for a little girl as well! While they said congrats and  gave their best wishes, I could tell that they were disappointed too! I think that only added to the hurt and disappointment. So when Cristian was 8 months old, we tried again praying and hoping for our sweet little girl! To my surprise a month later, I was pregnant!
I usually enjoy my pregnancies right up until the point where I find out what I am having. I was feeling pretty confident that I was having a girl! How could God not bless me with this huge desire that he knows both my husband and I have! We had prayed and prayed some more, sharing our deepest thoughts of what it would be like to have a little girl. I had the nursery theme picked out, the picture perfect birth announcement design in my head, her name, brand new PINK clothes, etc. Well the ultrasound day arrived around 21 weeks and once again, we saw a penis on the U/S. I instantly began crying and filled with anger! I screamed when we got in the car and cried my eyes out. I thought eventually the feeling would pass, but up until the day I delivered I was praying the U/S tech was wrong. I was not a very pleasant pregnant woman to live with. My disappointment over took my life and I began hating this life of living with 4 boys and what all that would include: excessive farting and burping, football Sunday, messy rooms, blue blue and more blue. I pictured myself as Cinderella and the thought disgusted me! All I want is to braid hair, wear matching pink dresses, get her ready for prom, play with barbies, etc.
To top things off, my SIL, Rick's 2 cousins, and oh a handful of my friends, all just either had little girls or will be having them in the near future! Please God, help me survive all this pink that isn't mine!