I can’t even tell you how many times we’re out and about with our girls and been told “good luck…” and “just wait until they’re teenagers”… Some people ooohh and ahhh on just how cute they are, and then apologize to Daddy. It’s funny. It’s cute. I get it….
But why even have a comment? Yes, we have two precious girls. No, we didn’t have a girl and then a boy. No, we won’t be trying for a boy. No, we didn’t wish we had a boy. We love what (and who) God chose for us and we don’t wish (and can’t imagine) it any different!
In all honestly, I would love 4 girls. Girls are easy and I know how to do “girl”…and let’s face it, I’m 100% girl, not even an ounce of tom boy in me. I’m just about as girly as they get; my girls, they get me.
When I was younger, I would say…I bet I’m one of those super girly moms that has a house full of boys because God just laughs at us when we try to plan. I really thought Laikyn was a boy and then also I thought Lennyn was. To be honest, I thought I wanted boys both times. It’s a funny thing what we think we want and what we get, because that we get is in reality so much more perfect than what we’ll ever want!
So, to you people that say…”when are you going to try for a boy?” and “third time is the charm!” My answer is: I’m a #girlmom. I can tea party and cartwheel simultaneously. I mend broken hearts and mismatched clothes. I step on bows instead of Legos (which don’t hurt quite as badly, sorry boy moms). We pedicure, we play, we sometimes even make mud pies and play football, but we’re probably wearing tutus while doing it. I pray for future husbands and pray their moms are praying for my girls too. I thank God everyday for giving me girls.
So maybe I’ll deal with drama and all the emotional rollercoasters that are girl, but you know what? I’ll take it. Because God chose me for them and them for me. It’s my job to teach them about Jesus, inner beauty, what matches and what doesn’t; how to curl their hair, braid and be sweet; how to cook and get a stain out of a favorite outfit; how to love and be loved and how to learn to be a {sweet} girl while dealing with {mean} ones. I have a tough job, but God chose me for it. He trusted me to raise sweet girls because my mom taught me to be one. She raised me to battle the jealous hearts and replace them with Jesus smiles. She taught me to become the mom and person I am today, and let’s just pray I’m even half as wise, beautiful and sweet as she is.
To my daughters: thank you for teaching me something new about character, feelings, raw reality and faith everyday; I’m blessed to be a #girlmom. I am blessed to be yours.
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This is so sweet!! I always wanted a daughter and I consider myself pretty girly as well and said the same thing before Ava was born. I said I just have this feeling I'm going to have all boys. And I was ok with that. I thought for sure Ava was a boy, but I'm oh so excited that she's Ava. I couldn't imagine it any other way! Thanks for sharing, what a beautiful post! 🙂
I wish that I could like and comment on this 1000 times!! This is so perfect. I get SO sick of hearing "will you try for a boy?" My girls are perfect and i am so thankful God chose me to be there mom!! Do you mind if I link this to one of my blogs? You took the words right out of my mouth!