I too had a mother who said she wanted girls, but got three boys. Her sister wanted boys and got three girls…such is fate. She never treated us as daughters in any way and always seem perfectly content with her three boys, and would tell stories of conversation with my aunt about how easy it was to raise boys, i.e. she just did a laundry load of jeans while my aunt was ironing dresses, etc.
Did it plant a seed? I really don’t know, possibly. As a small child I wondered what it was like to be a girl, but never felt or was treated “girly”. I did have a dressing experience in middle school sneaking into mom’s room and getting fully dressed (twice as I recall). That was it for many years until I slipped on my wife’s panties and slowly added more and more.