Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Laner Tuna Gangster
If I'm going to be perfectly honest with you (and I always want to be, perfectly honest with you)...I never envisioned myself with a daughter. From the day that I decided I wanted to be a mommy, I always saw myself with boys. I guess it's because I was never a fan of all of the drama or the fluff that so often are part of the territory when it comes to girls- little and big. So when I had your brothers, I was in my comfort zone. I don't remember being nervous one single minute about raising them...being a mommy to them. I've always trusted myself and your father (ahem) to teach them to be strong, polite, charming and smart little boys. But when the doctor (after a few tries mind you) finally figured out that Daddy and I were having you- a little girl- my heart nearly leaped out of my chest. I literally said- "What am I going to do with a girl??"!! Everyone assumes that because I work with girls nearly everyday of my life, that I would be over the moon about having a girl. But that's not exactly how I felt. I was nervous. Scared. What if you didn't like me? What if we don't end up being the bestest of friends when we are old and grey? What if I don't raise you to be a strong, independent and loving woman? So many questions wandered through my mind for the next 4 or so months.
As tutus and tights and all things pink made their way into our home, I kept trying to picture how you would change our family. I had no idea how the boys would react to you inserting yourself into our lives. All I could do was hope and pray that God knew what he was doing.
Well guess what?
He did. He totally knew. He gave us you. Beautiful, wonderful, special, little you. From the moment I saw you, all my worries flew out the window. I took one look at you and knew that you were what was missing from our little family, even if we never realized it. I can say with confidence that you and I will be the bestest of friends. Your daddy will be your knight in shining armor and brothers will be your best protectors. You will be loved to the moon and back. And chances are, you will be one tough cookie. And that my love, will make you an amazing woman.....with the nickname, Laner Tuna Gangster. Sorry. You can blame your brothers for that one.
XOXO,
Mommy
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