G = Girl

Today's topic should have been obvious. I mean this challenge is about Stella and having a new baby and she is a girl. You should have seen it coming. 

Now, you know I'd been wanting a girl. I've always wanted at least one boy and one girl. I didn't care how many of each or what order they came in. As long as I had one of each. So, I've been gearing up for a girl ever since Braeden. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't upset when we had Jack, he's awesome. It's just I've been waiting for a girl. A daughter. 

Clearly we knew things would be different with a girl. I mean, aside from the basic differences. But no one prepared us for just how different it would be. I mean, I've mentioned how time and experience have changed our parenting, but we had no clue what we were in for. 

Everything, I mean everything, is different. Diaper changes. The amount of clothing. The variety of clothing options. The hair bows and clips. Earrings. Tights. Shoes. Princesses. 

There are just so many more choices in everything when you have a girl.  For example, with boys you have a shirt (tshirt or collared), and bottoms (pants or shorts). But with a girl you have tshirts, blouses, collard shirts, different sleeve lengths, smocks, tunics, and probably more. Then you have shorts, pants, skirts, dresses, tights, leggings, bloomers, cropped pants, and again, probably more. See what I mean?  That's just the clothing options that come with a girl. Yikes!

The other major different is the sounds they make. Sure, the boys were and are talkative but Stella showed us that girls come with higher octaves of noise. One might call them screeches. And it doesn't matter what the emotion either. Happy, sad, mad, hungry, sleepy. Everything has the volume turned up, way up. 

The list goes on from there but I won't keep you here for hours. Everyday we see how different parenting a girls is and I feel, sometimes dread, it will not continue as she gets older!  I don't even want to start thinking about dating and boys, I don't even have a gun yet!  :)

But, as crazy as it is, it's also exciting. Having Stella has been, in so many ways, like being a first time parent all over again. It's fun. And it keeps us young. Tired, but young. At the end if the day though, I love having a daughter.

All is well, 7/26 down, in Drosche Land.