Friday, February 26, 2010

The Color Pink

As I was recently taking a look at my blog I realized something has happened to me in the last 10 years. Around 10 years ago, we found out we were having a baby girl Now I was a serious tomboy, even to the point that my parents gave me a shotgun for my birthday one year. I have only brothers and I jumped my bicycle on mounds of dirt that we dug up and packed hard to make a good ramp. I grew up around animals and showed cattle and trained horses. My first date was to the drag races and I thought that was the best. And I NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, EVER liked PINK. I mean I had a serious spiteful attitude toward pink. Other people might *gasp* wear pink, but I would not. I was entirely too good for pink. Because of that, I had a bit of anxiety about what having a girl would bring. But I figured she would be like me. Ummmm, that was mistake #1.

When my daughter was born she was so beautiful and I dressed her in all the little pink lace dresses that had been given to us by such loving and wonderful friends and family. This may have been mistake #2.

As she grew, I learned that I had made mistake #1 and that she, indeed, LOVED pink. Oh well, I thought, she will grow out of it... She, however, did not. Now she holds her own when it comes to being around animals and she is tough as nails. She can play with boys without any problems. Much of the time, however, she is an incredibly girly girl. Throughout the last 10 years, she has taught me such an incredible amount about femininity, wearing pink, tiaras, and the finer points of being a princess. And you know what, something happened in me. At first I just stopped hating pink, then I started to think of it as neutral. Then I began to think of her when I saw something pink, and I almost like it now, almost. She is now 10 and she said she didn't like a pair of pink shoes today for the first time. (Pink and shoes, what girly girl could resist, right?) And then I took a look at my blog. Ummmm, it is very pink. I did that without even realizing it. I think I have really started to like pink after all. Thanks sweetie, I needed that. I hope you continue to
love pink!


2 comments:

Cynthia at A Shimmy In My Spirit said...

Loved your post. It says so much about mothers and daughters.

Sarah said...

You know I didn't want my first two girls to wear pink either and they sure made up for it when they got their little opinions! My third baby girl wore lots of pink, I was ready to embrace it by then. And the fourth baby girl wore the prettiest pink dresses and outfits. I bought clothes just for her even though she was my last and it seemed so wasteful. Baby girls are meant to wear pink! Pink is OK after all. Thank heaven for little girls.

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