Life is a zero son game.(Warning- long & mushy)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I have two daughters, 10 & 8, and no sons. People always asked me (and still do) if I wish I had a son. My answer has always been No, but for selfish reasons. The truth is that it doesn’t really matter that we had girls any more than if we had boys (I’m the Father BTW). If anything it was more of a relief to me that we had girls because I thought that that fact alone relieved me of any chance of trying to live vicariously through our children and pushing my youthful deficiencies onto them. This is a free ride. It’s true that I don’t get to play with/buy/shop for the toys I’d naturally be drawn to. I once talked both of my girls into buying remote controlled airplanes.

My point is, though, that things aren’t that simple. I surely don’t play a passive role in their upbringing and I’d even venture to say that my role is most prominent at the moment. There is no getting off easy. Tonight I spent almost 20 minutes in line at Wal-marts express lane to pay for one hour photos that took all day to develop. They were my oldest daughters pictures for a sort of “day in the life” school project she was doing. After I got home and looked at them it struck me how so much of her day is foreign to me and just her own. Then there was a close-up on a computer monitor, which read her daily journal (night edition). It reads, “My nights are Ok. When I get home from school I do my homework. Then, while I’m trying to be nice to my sister, she screams at me. Later, I usually listen to music for about an hour. My night is a straight face.” That really struck a chord with me. It made me want to go wake her up and hug her. She’s a happy perky kid with lots of friends but just that little snippet was insightful. I already hug her enough so any thing more would be child abuse. I felt joy when I saw pictures of our house and our back yard because we decided that being house poor was better than the neighborhood that we started in. Sorry for the length.

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Says who? Every girl should know how to use power tools. :cool:

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Every girl deserves a daddy like that. Too bad not all of us get one. :frowning:

Your daughters are two lucky girls.

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I have two little girls too, Rooves and at this point I’m getting really good at putting legs back on baby dolls, and the heads back onto Barbies. I don’t get that whole “Don’t you wish you had a little boy?” stuff. Like I need to have a son in order to prove something.

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My dad had two little girls and no son, but he surely convinced us that that was exactly what he wanted.

Have you ever heard that song “My Buddy”? He’s the one I think of when I hear it.

Your daughters are very, very lucky.

Savor every moment of it! They will remember always.

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At 34 I’m the youngest of four daughters and my Dad’s still my hero.

I’m lucky, and so are your two. :slight_smile:

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Just ten days ago I saw my daughter for the first time, on the ultrasound screen. The greatest moment of my life so far. In 18 weeks I hope it’ll be topped. Knock on wood.

I dream of being in the position Rooves is in. Sounds great to me.

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Thanks guys (girls really) for not making me feel tacky for writing that. I always sort of regret posting stuff like that.

Maxx , I know the feeling exactly.

RickJay, awesome. You already sound like a caring parent. Daughters bring out stuff so totally unexpected (I wouldn’t know about sons). Keep us updated on the baby. Was it one of those cool new 3D ultrasounds?

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My patneral grandmother grew up wanting just one thing in the world… a little girl. So she got married, and had a boy, and then my dad, and then another boy.

And she loved being the mother of three guys. And she loved even more when her first grandchild was born (me!). Her son had given her a granddaughter to spoil.