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My Sparkly Pink Life
Apr 14th
I am thrilled that Lindsey from High Heeled Mom answered my solicitation for guest bloggers. She is a fairly new blogger and when I first read her stuff, I loved it! She’s a mom to three young daughters AND a full-time attorney. If you’re wondering how the heck she pulls that off, you must check out her blog. She describes her daily routine and how she manages to get out of the house in the morning, in a suit nonetheless! Aside from us both being moms to girls we’ve both struggled with cradle cap and wish we had time to learn how to knit.
I really love her post today because I’ve totally “been there”. Now I have some ammunition to use the next time I’m in this situation.
So, without further ado, I bring you… My Sparkly Pink Life
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The first time you get pregnant, you hear a lot of questions. When are you due? Did you plan it? (Seriously, whose business is that anyways?) Are you excited? (Duh.) And of course, what are you having?
If it’s too early to know the answer to the last one still, the follow-up becomes, What are you hoping to have?
The first time, of course, my answer was the correct answer. I don’t care what, as long as it’s healthy. But yeah, I wanted a girl. When I found out that’s what we were getting, I was so happy, I hardly believed it until she came out, and the very first thing I said when they grabbed her out was, “Are you sure she’s really a girl?” (She was.)
The second time, I put on some show of wanting a boy to even things out, and because it would be neat to have one of each, and because I knew my husband wanted a boy. But really… I wanted a girl. And I got another one. This time I got a good long glimpse on the ultrasound and recognized her for what she was even before the tech said it.
The third time, it became a bit disconcerting. Everyone just assumed we wanted a boy. My husband, of course, did. (And I don’t blame him. If I had two boys, I’d want a girl!) It felt like I couldn’t win- if the ultrasound showed a boy, so many people would be so excited, it would feel like a slap in the face to my girls. And if it showed a girl, I knew we’d immediately get, “So, are you trying for a boy next?”, which would feel like a slap in the face to the girl on the way.
Which she was. Our third daughter arrived, and we had three girls under three. And the comments and questions arrived as well. So here, I present the answers, so that you may avoid the necessity of asking yourself the next time you run into a mother whose home is everything sparkly, pink, and Dora.
Frequently Asked Questions To A Mother Of Three Girls:
Q: Are you trying for a boy?
A: Without spending a whole lot of money on special sperm centrifuges, there’s little you can do to “try”. Besides, we have two toddlers and a baby. We might possibly have more on our mind than making another baby right now.
Q: Does your husband want a boy?
A: My husband loves his girls. My husband wants his girls. He wants a boy. Most guys do, or so I’m given to understand. That said, it doesn’t really matter, since he loves his girls so much and we have limited resources and cannot continue having babies until a Y chromosome hits home.
Q: Your poor husband!
A: You choose! Depending on if I like the “questioner” or not, the answer is either:
No, my LUCKY husband!
Or
Screw you.
Q: Three little girls? That must be a HANDFUL!
A: Sure. But not because they’re girls. Because I have THREE KIDS UNDER THREE!
Q: Is it true boys are easier than girls?
A: I have no clue. I only have girls. I have no basis for comparison.
Q: Well, of course, boys are easier than girls. I have two boys and they’re easy.
A: I have three girls, and they’re easy. What’s your basis for comparison?
Q: You think they’re easy now, just wait until they’re teenagers?
A: I like teenage girls.
Q: You won’t like teenage girls when they’re your own! (Bonus points here if you mention my husband and a shotgun, the syncing of menstrual cycles and PMS, or how slutty your own daughter was as a teenager and/or how much she hated you).
A: Seriously, Negative Nancy, get off my back. They’re toddlers and a baby. Let’s give them the benefit of the doubt!
Q: Do you wish you had a boy?
A: No. No, I really don’t. In a way I wish my husband could have a son to share guy things with, but given that I watch sports, drink beer, and play video games, I don’t think he’ll be hurting for every experience. And there are days I turn around and see him setting a crown on someone’s head, or talking to a My Little Pony, and I know he’s just fine.
I really don’t feel anything missing from my life. I love pink and sparkles and princesses. I think little boy clothing just isn’t all that interesting. I love ballerina tutus and fairies and dancing and flowers.
And even if I were starved for a boy in theory… the kids in my house aren’t my GIRLS. They’re MY girls. I wouldn’t want them to be any different, because they’re my babies and I love them to pieces.
The questions will likely never stop, and my husband says I shouldn’t be so touchy. I’m not touchy, I’m a mom. I just can’t understand how anyone could think I consider my kids any less than perfect and complete the way they are- pink and sparkly and all mine.



