You might not know this, but I’ve spent most of my life wishing for you. From the time I was a child, I diligently cared for my baby girl dolls with all the love and attention a mother could give. As I imagined my life as a wife and a mom, the someday wish of you stood front and center. Together, we’d host the most incredible tea parties, argue over your hair in the mornings, and redefine for ourselves what it meant to fight like a girl.
As you grew older, we’d disagree on the suitability of prom dresses and boyfriends, routinely butting heads because we were nothing and too much alike. I’d host your bridal shower, baby shower(s), and serve as your trusted mentor on all things woman, wife, and mother. And I was so ready. Ready for all of it. So on that fateful February afternoon when two tiny blue lines appeared, my perfect pink plans sprang into action. [read more…]