To be very honest, I have not come to terms with having a boy. Because there was never anything I had to come to terms with.
Yes, if I could have picked, I would have chosen a girl. For once, I simply love having girls and wouldn't have minded a third one (the hubby either, if anyone wondered); we already had most of the stuff a new baby girl would have needed without having to go buy much new stuff at that point and somehow, it's very much easier for us to name girls than boys. And we were both seriously annoyed with so many people assuming that we had a third child because we were desperately hoping for a boy after two "failures" (yes, that's what people have called the girls!!).
But despite this, we were just incredibly happy to be pregnant again; to have an easy pregnancy, and as far as it looks to have a healthy baby. We never struggled with having a boy (even though the naming wasn't easy) but are simply excited to be blessed with such a wonderful family. How could I feel any less?