Brenda and I got a wonderful early Christmas gift this week. For those of you who haven't heard, we found out that we are having another girl! This is indeed a wonderful gift for us.
Several people have asked me if I was disappointed that we aren't having a boy. And yes, I would absolutely delight in having a little boy, but it does nothing to dampen my enthusiasm and anxiousness to hold our newest family member. I think that most men will tell you that they hope for boys. To us, boys represent something we have confidence in. We know and understand the masculine psyche, thought process and anatomy. We hope for a boy that we can teach the intricate details of the spiral forward pass, and how to get well placed grill marks on steaks, not to mention all the joys of Tonka trucks, little green Army men, Legos and Lincoln Logs.
When I told Mema that we were pregnant a couple of months ago, she shared a great perspective with me from my Pa. Long before the days of sonograms, Mema and Pa waited anxiously until delivery before they found out what they were having. Late in one of Mema's pregnancy, friends and family would ask them if they were hoping for a boy or a girl. After waiting for so long, with excitement and emotion building, Pa replied "at this point, I wouldn't care if it's a puppy!". With this story in mind, Mema asked me what we were hoping for. Before the words "boy" or "girl" even popped in my head, the first thing I thought was "healthy".
In all sincerity, we feel so incredibly blessed with Grace. Brenda enjoyed a problem-free pregnancy. Our doctors did a great job of preparing us each step of the way. And now that Grace is 2 years old, we can look back at her infancy and see that we continue to be incredibly blessed. Grace has never been seriously ill, teething was quite nearly a joy in comparison to some of the stories we have heard from others, she has had no food allergies and has an amazing temperament. She even does a pretty good job of entertaining herself for hours. Grace is a beautiful and adorable little girl. To me, she is wonderful reflection of Brenda. With all this in mind, I don't mind saying that we have done pretty well with our baby girl! This gives me great hope for our next.
It also doesn't hurt that I have wonderful sisters... all of which are "girlie" girls, and all of which are raising boys! They have each delighted in finding great clothes, toys, books and such for Grace. I don't have any problem putting all of Grace's gently used toys and clothes back to good use.
The only thing we are missing right now is a name! I have no doubt that we will have that figured out shortly though as well.
Several people have asked me if I was disappointed that we aren't having a boy. And yes, I would absolutely delight in having a little boy, but it does nothing to dampen my enthusiasm and anxiousness to hold our newest family member. I think that most men will tell you that they hope for boys. To us, boys represent something we have confidence in. We know and understand the masculine psyche, thought process and anatomy. We hope for a boy that we can teach the intricate details of the spiral forward pass, and how to get well placed grill marks on steaks, not to mention all the joys of Tonka trucks, little green Army men, Legos and Lincoln Logs.
When I told Mema that we were pregnant a couple of months ago, she shared a great perspective with me from my Pa. Long before the days of sonograms, Mema and Pa waited anxiously until delivery before they found out what they were having. Late in one of Mema's pregnancy, friends and family would ask them if they were hoping for a boy or a girl. After waiting for so long, with excitement and emotion building, Pa replied "at this point, I wouldn't care if it's a puppy!". With this story in mind, Mema asked me what we were hoping for. Before the words "boy" or "girl" even popped in my head, the first thing I thought was "healthy".
In all sincerity, we feel so incredibly blessed with Grace. Brenda enjoyed a problem-free pregnancy. Our doctors did a great job of preparing us each step of the way. And now that Grace is 2 years old, we can look back at her infancy and see that we continue to be incredibly blessed. Grace has never been seriously ill, teething was quite nearly a joy in comparison to some of the stories we have heard from others, she has had no food allergies and has an amazing temperament. She even does a pretty good job of entertaining herself for hours. Grace is a beautiful and adorable little girl. To me, she is wonderful reflection of Brenda. With all this in mind, I don't mind saying that we have done pretty well with our baby girl! This gives me great hope for our next.
It also doesn't hurt that I have wonderful sisters... all of which are "girlie" girls, and all of which are raising boys! They have each delighted in finding great clothes, toys, books and such for Grace. I don't have any problem putting all of Grace's gently used toys and clothes back to good use.
The only thing we are missing right now is a name! I have no doubt that we will have that figured out shortly though as well.
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Love, Gram