We are having (had) a girl

So I consider myself lucky, my first child is a girl. I was so happy to hear “a girl” from that fabulous Sonogram Technician. Yes, I am one of those women who really, really wanted a girl (there are a few of us out there) - not that there is anything wrong with boys. I am a girly-girl and I am so happy to get to share that with someone who lives with me every day. So yes, I have a pink nursery; yes I buy every cute dress I see; yes I am starting a collection of Disney princess movies.

But now we are approaching the terrible 2’s and that joy of a girl is hitting a very sassy reality. You see, I am a type A person - I get my way all the time. I don’t know what it is like to not get your way. Lexie is learning her mannerisms from me, and oh boy are they showing. Like when she told me “Hold on a second” when I told her it was time to get out of the tub (have I mentioned she is 20 months old). Or when she does her coy/shy thing to relatives who want to hug/hold/play with her. Or her fake cough/cry - I mean really she works it hard, do they give out Oscars for the toddler set?

So now the fun part of motherhood for me is see my attitude first hand. My BF’s mother is the only one who openly admitted to me that I was in for trouble when I was pregnant. Even though I prefer not to call it “trouble” I like to think of it as the ”learning-how-far-to-push-mom-and-dad-to-get-something” phase. Also, don't moms and daughters hit a "rough" patch in the teen years...oh no, what has the joy of having my little girl turned into.

Oh well for now, I will continue to turn a blind eye to her every growing sassi-tude (which we still call cute for now), enjoy buying everything pink under the sun, and blissfully watch Little Mermaid for the umpteenth time.