From the time I knew I w anted
kids, I wanted a daughter.
I dreamed about having a little girl to play princess with, dress in copious amounts of pink, and someday, giggle about secrets and crushes.
And of course, a little girl who would love all things purses
and flip flops.
When I found out I was pregnant, I was actually pretty sure I was having a boy. I wasn’t sad about that
thought at all, but my heart really wanted a girl. The day we went in to find out the gender of our baby, I was so nervous to find out whether we were having a Maelie or a Finn that my blood pressure shot up.
True story. (And yes, now you know what our boy name would have been. That name is no longer on the list so I can tell you that.
:))
So when we found out that baby was a girl, besides NOT BELIEVING THE DOCTOR, I was pretty stinkin’ excited.
Once she was born, the dressing-her-in-pink thing could happen, and that was pretty much it…the princess stuff and the purses and flip flops would have to wait. And it’s funny…even with the pink, there was some but not really a lot.
This week, Mae made my Mama heart smile, though.
She picked up her sandals and tried to put them on her feet.
Then she spent the next several minutes going through my shoes upstairs (I DON’T have that many, for the record…) and bringing them to me so she could put them on my feet. It was too cute.
And she even started showing interest in purses (sort of) by “borrowing” someones backpack at the McD’s play place today and
toting it around like she was going to school.
Backpack, purse…they’re related, right?
My girl loves shoes. And she totes purses.
She is definitely my daughter.
Your daughter is precious.
Aw, thanks. I think so, too. I miss you.