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  1. says:

    February 16, 2011 at 12:08 am

    OMG – I can relate to this post on SO many levels. I have two sons, 24 and 19. My daughter – and yes, it still surprises me when the word “daughter” comes out of my mouth – was a big surprise. And not just because she was a girl. I was completely finished having children. I was 200% sure I was never ever going to have a daughter. And I was fine with that. Really. I loved being the mom of boys. I took pride in it. I hoped for another boy. I was comfortable with it.

    And I could’ve already identified with your story from the “good baby” standpoint too. My first baby, Joey, was SO difficult. He was absolutely adorable, but he was HIGH MAINTENANCE from birth until two years old. It is a testament to what a hypnotically darling toddler/preschooler he was that I would’ve even considered having another baby. Then came Nick. He was so easy. I was geared up for another couple of years of slavery, but it was bliss. He ate when he was hungry. He slept when he was tired. In fact, he truly slept through the night at 6 weeks old. It was so nice to be able to enjoy the baby stage.

    Olivia was not an easy baby; but it did not seem as daunting because I knew she would definitely be my last baby. (This time, permanent measures were taken to make sure I’m not the 50 year old who ends up pregnant.) Knowing this, plus the knowledge one acquires from parenting for 20 years, allowed me to truly enjoy her. By the time she was 3 months old, I was so freakin in love with her, it was ridiculous. She is 3 now, and my enthusiasm has not waned very much. And she is actually a more challenging toddler than either of her brothers.

    She is just so sweet and so cute, I can’t stand it. She’s delicious. Dressing her has been amazing. I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed picking out toys for her. Watching her pretend is fabulous. I’m absolutely mesmerized by her darlingness. I am so excited to be on this journey with her. I also have the unique situation that my boys are old enough to adore her as well. They’re too old to experience most of the jealous feelings one might have for a younger sibling. To see the love in my sons’ eyes when they talk to her is overwhelming. I am really, really enjoying my daughter.

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