Today just thoughts. No, Jordan, my kids haven't been sick. That is not the reason for my lengthy absence from my blog. Just life. I have someone (who is happily head-down) kicking my right ribs quite regularly. I poke back just for fun, amazed that these little movements will all-too-soon be in my arms. People tell me, "Good for you" when I answer their inquiries about what the baby will be, "We're waiting until it gets here." I toggle in my mind back and forth. The practical side of me thinks a girl would be convenient, further justifying purchases of clothing that I know will get utilized. We know (or is it just we think we know) about girls. A boy would be puzzling to me: different parts, clothes, toys, emotions, and altogether innate qualities. Even little Olive oohs and ahhs about the little onesies I purchased the other day. I know I will not get that from a little boy. But then I think about the lack of drama a boy might provide, for there is much around here, enough, and I know will only intensify as will the need to be in front of the mirror and other such "girlie" things. No names solidified, despite my pleadings (yes, I sometimes add to the drama).
Divine and Pearl want a brother because they are "tired of playing with girls." Poor children! Olive wants a sister--she's probably our girliest girl. Azure will be blind-sided--really, poor child.
Would a boy sit, content, reading books, asking questions about every little illustration?