Strong Woman

For those that know me, and those that have followed my blog for any length of time will know how upset I was when we found out we were having a girl.  I was so worried about it that I made sure I had my best support people with me for the ultrasound because "I just knew."  Don't get me wrong, I would have loved to have Ann and Brandi with me for that regardless of if I'd be upset, as I love sharing God's blessings with those that appreciate it so.  But Tony, in all his lovingness, wouldn't have been a lot of help during that time as I needed someone to voice to me that "all would be okay with the world" and that "this is so awesome."  And we know Tony is NOT a wordy type.  Brandi and Ann came through with flying colors.  By the end of the day, although I was very nervous about it, I knew that this was God's plan for me (as if I didn't already know that but it was nice to hear...) and that she would be trained up by myself and would most likely be a lot like me (that doesn't always comfort me because I don't even like me but you know what I mean).  Several days later, Ms. Becky, Gabe's kindergarten teacher, told me something I'll never forget.  She said that she was glad I was having a girl because we need more strong women in this world.  And that was what broke it for me.  From that moment on, I've been happy to have a girl.  Ms. Becky is soooo right.  I can't say that the prospect of princess shoes, bangles, hair clippies, Barbie, and loads of pink don't make me nervous, but I'm happy to have a girl.  And right now, if I got pregnant again, I'd be praying for another girl.  I've seen enough crazy boys at church to know that a normal little boy would die by my hand. ;)  I never would have thought though that I'd be so proud so early at Hope's strength:

I mean, really, what other little girl could walk around with an elephant on her back?