I have a confession to make. When I gave birth for the first time, there was a little part of me that was super relieved to hear them say, “It’s a boy!” It’s not that I didn’t LIKE girls… of course I did! And, honestly, I was arguably a real girly-girl: long blonde hair, perennially painted nails, high heels, and lots of sparkly jewelry. But I also realized that mother-daughter relationships can be, well, complicated. For whatever reason, I figured a mother-son relationship would be easier. If nothing else, I felt less pressure since I wouldn’t be his prime same-gender role model…
And I had a boy first. It was wonderful. He was a total joy. When I found out I was pregnant again so soon after his birth, I kind of thought it would be fun to have two little boys so close in age.
I had a girl. And then another one three years later.
I am so glad He knows just what He’s doing.
I just can’t imagine life without my girls.
How do you feel about the gender breakdown of your children? Were your plans the same as His? (I love hearing these stories!!!)