Sunday, January 25, 2009
I'm having a what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know exactly when I started wanting another boy. It was before I even had my first boy! I had this vision of three young boys growing up together, playing in the yard, exploring the world as they grew, and generally adoring their mother. Coming from a family of three girls and looking back on my sisters and I turbulent youths I thought three boys would be perfect for me. A wise friend once told me that families with all boys tend to put their mothers on pedestals. Add a girl to the mix, on the other hand, and she's viciously kicking down the pedestals from an early age and never lets up. As soon as I heard that, a piece of me fell in love with the idealized notion of me and my boys. Boys gazing adoringly at me. Boys loading me up with compliments. Boys comparing their future wives to me. Okay, that last part is a little weird, but you get the idea: None of the drama that happens between mothers and daughters. After a few hours, I get over the shock of being wrong about our second baby's gender, after all the sweet tooth from hell did give me a small sneaking suspicion that it was a girl . It however took a wee bit longer for me to wrap my head around the fact that there is a little girl on her way! Two days past before I had that moment of "I'm having a girl" with a grin spread ear to ear, and how did this occur you might ask. Well lets start with where....in my closet, of all places, staring lovingly at my Steve Madden collection thinking my hubby needs to take me on a date so I can wear some of these. And BAM all at once I thought I'm having a girl ...we can shop on Sunday's instead of watching football or Nascar...I can play with her hair, and help her pick clothes for dates and proms. I have visions of her in crazy pigtails and tutus dancing wildly to Cyndi Lauper. And all of this makes me suddenly, giddily happy. I bolt into the living room to tell my husband "I'm gunna have a girl to pass my shoes on too!!" He just stares at me in that your crazy but I love you way and laughs. I'm having a girl and I couldn't be happier.
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OH, now I'm crying. And Grandma is, well up there smiling, remembering when she and I and your big sister would go shopping and we had to try shoes on Sara's tiny little feet because she saw Grandma and I doing and wanted to be the same.
You didn't pick up the shoe horse gene at birth - but hey, it's never too late!!!
Looking forward to those Sunday afternoon trips to DSW.
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