Well, as you are reading this, I will be delivering or will have already delivered into this world the mighty princess known to the internets as The Munchkinette.
I’ve known for quite some time that I’m having a daughter, and I’ve tried not to freak out about it.
You see, in having my son, I was always sort of self-congratulatory that I didn’t have to deal with all the “princess” stuff and pink (miles and miles of pink!) and concerns about mean girls and cliques and body image and all the extra issues that seem to come with girls.
I’ve learned my lesson about the self-congratulatory bit, trust me.
So now we will be a family of four, and my son will become the bestest big brother in the world, one that will beat up his sister’s potential suitors. I am beyond annoyed, though, that the hospital I will be in has banned any visitor aged 14 or under due to the swine flu, so the Munchkin will not even get to see his little sis until I am discharged. Boo and double boo!
And I will also get to officially join the “mom of more than one” club, of which I’ve heard so much about. You see, I’ve read on teh internets that in some (strange) circles, you haven’t really earned your “badge of motherhood” unless you’ve had to juggle more than one.
Utter hogwash, says Glinda.
But hopefully I will be back online “live” sooner rather than later. In the meantime, enjoy a week’s worth or so of pre-scheduled posts courtesy of the magic of the internets!