I WASN’T ALWAYS CONVINCED I’d have kids someday. I was happily married to someone who shared my ambivalence: Our lives were full, and we were dedicated to our careers and enjoyed having the freedom to travel and socialize on a whim. Then we had our son, Grey — and now, like most parents, we eagerly tell any wavering couple, “It ’s life changing… you’ll love your little one more than you could have imagined,” etc., etc. Best thing ever!
Before I gained that clarity, though, I faced another tiny identity crisis: I had never once considered the possibility of having a boy. When I’d pictured being a mom, it was always to a girl — someone who would learn from my experience and benefit from generations of women having fought…
