Girlie...

Ok, so I am a princess girlie girl. Even though I was raised with two brothers, no sisters, in the country, by a mother who is a fairly proud tomboy-who until recently never liked to be girlie- I am a matchy, perfectionist who loves everything girlie! This isn't a new revelation, but I needed to say it to remind myself that despite living with boys and working hard at having a gender neutral home, it is ok for me to be girlie. Even though I am about to add yet another boy into my family, I can still be girlie! Right? Because of this, and some inspiration from Rachel, I have decided that my blog is going to stay as girlie as possible until Kaleb arrives!

I had been planning on doing this since Rachel changed her blog to a more girlie background, despite her many posts about boys, dirt, vommit and boys! However, a trip to Wal-Mart today sealed the deal for me!

Kevin and I want to be able to keep Riley and Abby (our two dogs) as inside pets when the baby arrives. In order to do this, we know that some training has to happen. They are our babies and are VERY spoiled. So, today I went to Wal-Mart to buy a doll that was somewhat lifelike. I needed one that made noises and moved to really get their attention. While on the doll isle I felt that pang of jealousy that I was not getting a little girl, but a boy. There of course were no boy dolls. Only pretty little pink or purple ones. -I know that I am not buying the doll for Kaleb, but it would have been nice to have found a doll that was a boy. As I put the doll into the basket I saw an older woman, who with a "knowing" smile nodded at my largely pregnant self passing her with my little dolly in the basket. It hit me that she was probably thinking, 'how cute, that pregnant girl buying her new baby girl a doll'. Nope--buying it for my dogs--I'm having a boy.

Then, as I was walking to the other end of the store I passed the baby clothes. I wasn't planning on getting anything, but thought I'd look--I am still trying to find that perfect come home from the hospital outfit. Nothing. Just boring old boy clothes. There were definitely some adorable things, but nothing quite like the things they had for the girls. I found several 'perfect' outfits for if Kaleb were going to be a girl. I sadly left the clothing section and continued on to the food!

I got home, played with the dogs and the new baby--they did really well--and realized, I don't care that Kaleb is a boy, I can still be girlie! Why do I need him to be a girl to make me feel girlie. This really just adds to my princess status. I get to continue being the only girl and Daddy and Kevin's princess. I don't want to share that!! So, despite the fact that I have a house full of boys and another one on the way, I am going to continue being my girlie self and that starts with this blog!!