Because we didn't know, I constantly wondered, "Boy or girl???" I read all of the old wives tales. I even went so far as to test them on my sister-in-law, who knew she was having a boy, so that I could see if they actually worked. (Some did, but they also said I was having a boy...Evie is definitely a girl.)
Most of the time that I was pregnant, I thought I was having a boy. That's what my instinct told me, but in reality I think I was hoping for a boy. I'm sorry if that makes me a bad person, let me finish explaining... Having a daughter scared the crap out of me for several reasons, including:
- Middle school
- Princess stuff
- Girl body image problems - I've had enough of my own, I don't want to see my daughter go through it too
- Self image in general
- The color pink
- How girls treat other girls
- How boys treat girls
- Barbie, or even worse, Bratz
- Snotty teenage girls
After she was born, most of my apprehension went away. I'll be scared of being the mom of a middle school girl forever. I teach middle school. I know how horribly mean they are to each other, and to pretty much everyone around them. But I realize now that we all go through it, and we all survive. All I can do is be there for her through it all.
I feel like I've turned completely 180 degrees. Now, I am concerned that if I have a son, I wouldn't be able to have the same bond with him. I only have sisters, so I've never seen the mother/son bond in action from that point of view. I know that Evie and I will have rough patches, all mothers and daughters do. I will do my best to help her make it through the times when it's tough being a girl.