I found out the gender of my baby to come and, drum roll... a girl! There is excitement and fright all wrapped into one. I can't tell what my husband thinks or even if he has strong feelings either way. The US tech was teasing him that there really "wasn't more" and it was very strongly convincing that it is a girl.
After boys it will be nice to have a change of pace, but am I ready for the "change of pace" a girl will bring?
I just see how girls are so much more emotional and dramatic. I am much more of a hit something, be mad for a bit, then done with it person. Not a cry for attention and affection, "hold me for 10 minutes longer then the pain lasted" kind of person.
I probably was that type of child, but I don't remember and since I don't I choose to think that I wasn't :)
Then there is the pink. Not that pink is bad, but a pink shirt, with pink pants, with pink shoes, with pink hair bows...that it way to much pink. And I see this all pink outfit often. I know that I will have some say for the first two years of life, but is that still enough time to come with seeing all pink outfits...and multiple days in a row!?!
Let's admit it I get tired when my boys just want the same color or style outfit day after day. With my oldest it is red. I think he would wear 100% red if I had that many red clothes in his drawer (this is where I remind myself that he is getting himself dressed and not me!) Oh well, let them be little, right!
However, I am excited to think that the relationship I have with my mother can continue with my own daughter. The things that she will want to learn and know that a boy just doesn't care for.
There are lots of things to look forward to, but there are things that I know I will just have to tell myself "it's okay, this too shall pass!"
