I always wanted a girl, I am not sure why. Maybe seeing all the beautiful dresses and tights and pretty frills I knew I could not wait to have a girl one day. I remember before she was born I had all her little clothes waiting ready and, lots of floral and cute bits and it finally hit me, the reality of it all. How different will a girl be, will it mess our dynamic up. I wondered how her older brother would cope and and interested in the differences in the two.
When she was born I was filled with joy, I looked at the little body that came so quickly and easily into the world and I was filled with love. Her dark hair and perfect little body I felt so blessed. Me and my husband shared a look and we knew our little princess was born. My husband always wanted a girl something about spoiling a girl who loves her dad lots. She was the happiest baby and so chilled was so glad she was here. The worries I had about her fitting in were nothing she just slotted in. Being that extra puzzle piece we did not know was missing.
So I look at her now, so full of confidence and boldness I wonder what she will be like when she is older. She loves to have a laugh and loves the outdoors. We know she is going to be good at sports ever since she was a baby she has had the most perfect aim nothing like getting a toy at your head repeatedly. Now the pressure is on to raise her well, not crush her, try to encourage her the best we can. Bring out the stuff that makes her shine and protect her from bad. I hope we do a good job as she will be awesome, she is awesome.
I am glad I have my girl, my girl to take me away from the football mad boys. The girl who we can shop together and spend hours in coffee houses. The girl who loves craft and creating things. The girl who is not afraid to get what she wants. The girl who brings joy to those around her.
The girl and her mumma.