Tag Archives: Pinklet Boy

Ambivalence

Posted on 26. Oct, 2010 by pinky in Pinky

Are you allowed to feel this? I was so sure that baby was a girl it was easy to say that I did not mind. Having one of each means that really I don’t mind. I think I just got my brain so set on having a girl that it has seemed like a bit of a loss to suddenly not have the HER, that girl I had in my mind. We had almost agreed on a girls name, agreed is a strong word, should I say we had a lot more options that we both liked. I am very girly and I love doing arty crafty things with girls and making things pretty.

I have a lovely boy, he is gentle and yet the epitome of a boy, he loves cars, airplanes and all things that go. But he is very affectionate and sweet. I know that this is not always the case and have had a few friends say that they wish their boys would sit down and hug them and be loving at times. I guess this is what I am worried about. I grew up with all girls, my first was a girl. I just think I am better at girls

And yet my boy has such a soft place in my heart. I love him so much and could not imagine life without him. He has the longest eye lashes and is so cute at the moment he can just melt you.

I know that with The Geek being a very present dad and with his family, brothers and my Dad and other wonderful male friends that both Pinklet Boy and the new Blue baby will have lots of good male role models. I guess I don’t have to worry about that.

Still girls baby stuff is so much cuter, I have to walk past the pink with a little pang in my heart.

No more moaning

Posted on 05. Oct, 2010 by pinky in Pinky

well maybe only a little ;-)

Like I said on my personal blog I am reading a book on birth, well hypnobirthing actually. It was talking about the mind body connection, how what we think, influences what happens to us. While she was focusing on birth but also talking about the stuff that we attract to us in our everyday life can be influenced by our thoughts. Continue Reading →

Guilt

Posted on 25. Sep, 2010 by pinky in Pinky

One can never truly know the meaning of this word until you are a parent, and sometimes it starts even before they are born. I love my kids with all my heart and I know that #superpinkbaby (new status given by @cazpi – this one is a survivor) will be loved as much when she/he arrives.

BUT I still have this overwhelming feeling of “oh no what have I done?” Continue Reading →