I Have Two Daughters
Published April 30th, 2009 in L.A. Mommy, L.A. Baby, L.A. Girl.
Two very smart, very ornery and very beautiful little girls. Both with huge personalities. I love them to death.
And I wouldn’t change a thing.
I was at a birthday party for the kid of my wife’s co-worker. It wasn’t quite my crowd. People who make a lot of money, live in expensive houses, and drive Porsches. I hate Porsches. Mostly because I can’t afford one…
But I got one comment from a dad that really made my blood boil. He asked which kids were mine while they jumped on the big trampoline. I told him I had two girls. He looked at me and said, “Oh…” You can’t hear it just from reading it, but that “Oh” had a silent ending to it. “Oh, too bad.” He didn’t actually say it but I heard it anyway. He had four boys screaming, jumping, and pushing everyone else down on the trampoline. And he was proud of it.
He went on to ask, “You having any more?” I looked at him and said, “Nope, I’m done.” He said, “Oh.” Which was really, “Oh, too bad.” It was as if he was saying that I wasn’t done. My mission wasn’t complete because I didn’t have a son. A little version of me running around. I guess I really wasn’t all that mad at him. He was a shallow turd. Even named a son with his name and tacked a junior on the end.
Many years ago, I probably would have wanted a son. And do that whole father & son thing. But they say that having kids changes everything. It changes you. It certainly has changed me. I’m not that same person anymore. As I head into my forties, I know - unless there’s a big accident (knock on wood) - that I’m done having kids.
Done. No more. That’s it.
I’m even thinking about getting…. gasp! Snipped. Neutered? Spayed? Sliced apart?
So, I have two daughters. I can’t picture anything else. I can’t even imagine it at this point. I love everything they do, how they say things, the big hugs they give, the routines we have, and reading stories with them. L.A. Girl has this cool habit of talking softly to herself whenever she’s doing something. L.A. Baby puts her hand to her mouth every night and blows me a kiss before she goes to bed. It actually seems to go past the point that they are girls. Those big personalities of theirs just pull me in and I’m part of their world, seeing things through their eyes, giggling with them when we play and crying with them when they get hurt.
They are my family. They are me and my wife and their own little attitudes all rolled up in one.
My work here is done.
very nice . and you do have two very sweet little girls …. i love my boys but i would never belittle or how ever that guy did it anyone with girls was this in snublin cause i could so see someone doing that there lol … well i loved the story and that was really rude of that person to say it how how he did.. and his boys bullying other kids is so rude too. we where at a party onece where this guy thought his boy was better then everyone else well this boy start pushing kids in the pool and spraying them and just being totally mean and my hubby totally lost it and told the guy that if he didnt get his non perfect kid away from our kids he would do it him self . people can be so disrespectful toward other… ok im done rambling ..ttyl
I am considering the snipping procedure myself. I posted an article about it on my blog and got some good feedback. Good luck!
My husband came from a family of boys but he always wanted a girl. I wanted a girl, too. We were THRILLED when we found out that our firstborn was a girl. I wanted two girls but I have no regrets that my second - and last - is a boy.
You have an awesome attitude. But then, I’ve known that for years!
Oh, and if you do get snipped, I’m told that bags of frozen peas work wonders afterward.
You have a beautiful family, and that guy sounds like a real jerk.
There is something amazing about the bond between sisters, and I also think girls are better about holding the family together.
My father, who played pro ball, had two daughters. He taught me to hit a line drive, run with the ball and wrestle like a pro (including the snorting). He was the perfect father for girls because he really liked girls; thought we were just as good as boys. No, he thought girls were better than boys. Boys, he said, were just too noisy.
Your post is awesome!
Right now I’m not loving little girls because my 4 year old is driving me bananas:) But your family is your family. You love them and people trying to make you feel like your family is less than complete unless you have x or y are full of shit.
I have one boy and one girl and if I had a million bucks, I’d try to have one more of each. Not being a male, I’m sure there is something special about brothers. But, I do have 2 sisters and they are awesome! I think sisterhood is a wonderful thing.
For a long time, my family was just my parents and three girls. Things changed as we got older, but that’s what it was. One time, a man in the family said something to my dad about the bond between him and his son being more special than the bond between a man and his daughter. And my dad has doggedly called him THAT ASSHOLE ever since.
There’s nothing wrong with all girls. I can’t believe there are still people who think it matters what gender your kids are.
My daughter-in-law grew up in a family of all girls. Her dad, when confronted with a situation like yours would say, “If I’d have wanted boys, I’d have had some.”
My grandfather had three daughters, and my mom only had daughters. My husband and I? Two daughters.
Aaron used to want a son, but he’s since decided that daughters are pretty awesome, too. He already has plans to teach them to swordfight.
I just found out this morning that we will be having another girl. At first, it felt like a kick in the stomach, because I had my heart convinced this was a boy, i was carrying. Also, I expected my husband would be devastated, knowing this would be our last child.
I needed to read this today, to remind myself that gender is unimportant. i will even forward it to my husband, who says he is fine with our result, but something tells me his is a little disappointed, still…..