Girls are all I know.
That’s not a statement about my orientation. It’s reality, as a dad. It’s been my fate, and I’ve loved it. I don’t think any man is ready to become a girl dad. It just happens. You hang on, and you grow into the job.
Many of you know today’s guest poster – Brittnei Washington, of Homemaking With Style blog.
At her place, Brittnei tells tales of being a mom, wife and homemaker. She’s stepmom to three and mom to one, and writes with a sincere, sweet style we love, about pregnancy, healthy living and homemaking.
Please give Brittnei a warm CD welcome as the writes today about what it would be like to be the mom of a girl.
If I had a daughter, first of all, I think I would be overjoyed! I love my son with my whole heart, but I know that having a daughter would be different. There would be this connection with her, maybe because we are the same gender but then also because she’s a different person.
I’m not one to say often what I would do these days. I’ve learned that life, people and circumstances often change to the point where no one really knows what he or she would really do, but one can hope. So my hope is that I If I had a daughter that through my relationship with her and our everyday interactions that she would always be secure in my love and loyalty to her. I hope to be the kind of mother that she can learn from by example who can share advice in times of need and it never be forced.
If I had a daughter, I’d want to relish the moments I am able to see her with her Daddy. I would hope to be grateful with tears of joy, often, as I watch her experience the love, attention and security that a relationship with a present father brings. Knowing that my husband can be so easy going, especially with us raising a son, I’d love to see that switch in his demeanor as the evolution of a more protective side would more than likely come alive. I’ve seen it briefly in his interaction with his older daughters who are now experiencing young adulthood, but I know even for him, that this time, things would be different. This time we would be in this from start to finish, together, raising our daughter and other children as husband and wife.
If I had a daughter, I’d hope to teach her things like how to cook, decorate and crochet. I’m sure she would have no problem picking up on football jargon from the rest of us. I envision the quality time we would spend making large feasts for the entire family, or making wonderful new decor projects that we planned together.
Because of what we had taught her, I’d hope to watch her blossom into a woman who knows her worth, who isn’t afraid to do things like create her own business if she wanted to. Being able to see her demonstrate a keen understanding of how to make a home for her own family one day, because she watched me do it over the years, I’m sure would be priceless. She may not do it like I did, but I would like to hope that I would be proud of her for finding what works for her and her family and using what she can.
The one thing that I think I would enjoy about having a daughter the most that is very different from having a son is the ability to guide her into womanhood and share my experiences with her, daughter to mom, and later on in life, woman to woman. What does she do when she gets her period? How does it feel to be pregnant? What does giving birth feel like? How do you make marriage work? Passing on my life experience with raising children as a wife and mom is something I would take joy in sharing with her. This is a connection that my son and I could never really share, so having a daughter means, I would get to do this!
If I never have a daughter, then I would know that it wasn’t meant to be, and I will gladly continue to share my life and experience with as many women as I can and I think I could find a way to be content with that. Though it still stands that if I had a daughter, I think it would be the beginning of a journey that would be quite fulfilling. Perhaps I will have the opportunity to share what it is like to have a daughter one day….