I am the oldest child in a family of three. When my mom was pregnant with my little sister, Merilee, she was convinced that she was having a boy.
[Owing to some wives tale about how she was carrying, etc. And yes, the possibility of learning - conclusively - the sex of a fetus was an option. I have the impression that my parents thought it would detract from the 'romance' of it all, though.]
I, however, already had a little brother. Done-zo. What I really wanted was a little sister.
And so I prayed. And I prayed.
And I got a little sister. Whose birthday is today.
Happy birthday, Mer!
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