I thought having a daughter would be just like having a son.
But to be honest, it isn't the same at all.
I worry about this little girl more than I worried about Little Man.
I worry that a boy is going to break her heart or call her ugly.
I worry that she is going to do silly things to impress a boy.
I worry that she will pretend she isn't smart and just be cute.
Girls do that!
I remember being in 6th grade and a boy called me ugly. He sat next to me in Language Arts class. He just leaned over and whispered it to me. I was crushed.
I remember pretending that I didn't know the answer to a question.
I remember saying "like" a lot!
So when Little Miss was born I made a promise to her in the middle of the night that I would tell her that she is beautiful every day.
I hope that my words will carry her through when that mean boy says not nice words.
I hope that when she is 12, 13, 14, & 15 my words will be in her head to remind her how beautiful she is even when she is feeling insecure.
She is beautiful and every day I will continue to remind her.