She suggested I write about it here…but I kinda liked what I’d already written. So, here’s what I had to say about having a daughter (slightly edited to make it a little more coherent):
My firstborn was a boy and when I found out I was pregnant again everyone said, “It’ll be a girl.” I just laughed it off and said that I wanted all boys.
It was a girl.
Once I found out I was having a daughter, I bought everything in lavender. I’m not big on pink.
Despite this, today I have a pink-loving, princess-obsessed, skirt-twirling, uber-girly 4-year-old daughter.
I’m pregnant with baby #4 now and it’s our 3rd boy. In the midst of this sea of testosterone it’s me and Cora against them.
Can I just say that when I found out she was a girl I was TERRIFIED! I’ve never done well with girls. I always felt like I wasn’t enough: not pretty enough, not affectionate enough, not girly enough. I KNEW I would ruin her if I had a daughter. I’d scar her, wound her and pass down my dysfunctions.
All I could do was ask, “God, why are you giving ME a daughter?”
The answer: she healed something in me.
She, in her sweet, loving, tender way has opened something inside of me that was tightly shut off.
I feel like an oyster: no matter how hard you pull, they’re difficult to open, but just add a little steam and they’ll open on their own. My daughter is the steam needed to allow me to be the girly princess I never was growing up.
Don’t be scared of it…know that God can teach us so much through our children and pray He allows you to experience that with your own daughter.
I don’t know what I’d do without my Cora. She is a blessing to me and I can’t imagine my life without the joy that is my daughter.
**Today I’m unwrapping the unexpected gift that was my daughter. Find out what others are discovering in the everyday over at Tuesdays Unwrapped with Emily of Chatting at the Sky!
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