So, when I found out that Blake was going to be a boy, I think my biggest feeling was relief. I know boys. I can do boys. I can do them in my sleep. Although at that point, I hadn’t yet met Blake, who is the most busy, active, and talkative of a litter of very busy, very active, and very talkative boys. But I knew I could handle him.
However, I still had this special little outfit. Sitting in my hope chest. And I would take it out every once in a while and look at it. And think about what might have been… And then go and hug my son.
But now, it looks like this special little outfit might just get a little girl after all. A special little grand-daughter who is waiting to be born in just a few weeks, right after my birthday. I’ll bet she’ll look just darling in it!