I make an effort to buy and dress Em in colors other than pink. She wears her brother's old pajamas, with cars and bears and dogs on them in various shades of blue. She wears his old Carters stretch pants in traditionally boy colors. She wears Jax's old orange and brown hoodie sweatshirt on colder days. But I get so darn aggravated when people mistake her for a boy, even when she's sucking on a pink binkie. Apparently it's cool for me to give my little boy a pink binkie but not for me to dress my little girl in brown, blue, or orange. So, as summer draws near and I am buying dresses and rompers, I find myself drawn to the sweet pink frocks with ribbons and ruffles and matching bloomers and hats.
And I won't apologize for it!
I made the conscious decision to have her bedroom be yellow with pink and white accents. I didn't want to inundate her life with stereotypical girlie things. If she wanted to be a rough and tumble tomboy, I would be prepared. I encourage her to play with Jax's trucks and trains. We go outside and play in the dirt.
I swear I didn't force her to be super girlie. Not that I'm upset about it. But you've seen her with the beads and that hats!
I mean, with this peaches and cream complexion, she looks just too darn cute in pink to resist.
Yes, going to an ear, nose, and throat specialist is on the agenda soon. Yuck.
And getting big. Oh, baby girl. You're getting big.
Maybe this ear thing is the reason she's still not sleeping through the night. Keep your fingers crossed this antibiotic works and we'll get on track to making her all better.