I don't get it, and I don't really care to find out. But I do care about the disappointment and sympathy in my Chinese (and sometimes Asian) friends' expressions when I tell them -- excitedly -- that I am having a baby girl, and their rolling their eyes as if I should secretly hope for the latter. (I have feelings, you know.)
Why must a Chinese woman like myself -- American-grown and U.S.A by nationality -- be expected to want a boy, like every other Chinese?
I know a handful of well-educated and perfectly bright women who went to ridiculous lengths just to have a boy -- eating herbs that are NOT approved by the FDA DURING PREGNANCY (wow), wearing funky garments, procreating in certain positions, and making babies according to some ancient gender chart.
Ladies, the Y chromosome comes from the male. Your baby's gender is determined during conception. If the "magical" herbs do work, make your husbands eat them -- and do it beforehand. (Or try to conceive closer to ovulation, as Y lasts shorter than X, if it even makes it there.)
Thank goodness my wonderful family never pressured for a boy, and provided much support during both pregnancies with baby girls. To my family, a baby is not boy or girl, but God's miracle.
So, for my last pregnancy fashion post, I am proudly wearing pink, and proud to mother two beautiful girlie girls.