Tuesday, August 15, 2006
When I was pregnant with baby Garfield, any time Emma was asked if she wanted a baby brother or a baby sister her answer was the same. "Ummm...I want a baby mousy." Family and strangers alike wondered at her very serious, and consistent, response. We figured she deduced that a small mouse posed far less of a threat to her reign than either a boy or a girl. And besides, she thinks they're cute.
Yet she's managed to overcome her disappointment at not receiving a rodent sibling (thank goodness she didn't...read this post and imagine the disaster that could've arisen!) Now her main issue with her brother is trying not to squeeze him too hard. (That's my problem with him, too.)
Anyway, she's been a trooper and an excellent big sister, and we're glad she's getting her request this time. I guess Emma figures that even though brothers are great, she may as well collect the set---she's got Model A, now she needs a Model B.
Yep, another daughter is on her way!
We knew we'd be thrilled and excited no matter what we found out. What we didn't anticipate was the twinge of disappointment that would come either way from not hearing that it was the opposite gender. We love having both a boy and a girl so much, that we're certainly praying that we'll end up with more than one of each. Either way, it was a win-win situation. The Lord has blessed us with life in my womb, and we're so happy to have another tiny person in our family to love.
Now as for names, it's still a surprise. Unless my father succeeds in weakening me until I cave in. He's pretty convincing, so I'll let you know if we let the cat, er, mouse out of the bag.