Scene: The Primary room in our church. I am sitting and chatting with my neighbor and fellow primary-worker, Jenny while we wait for the children to arrive. It should be noted that Jenny is the mother of four adorable boys, aged 4 through 9.
Jenny(gesturing to my belly): Remind me again, do you know what you're having?
Me: Not yet. We find out tomorrow.
Jenny: Do you have a preference?
Me: Well, not really, but my gut feeling is that it's a boy.
Jenny: Really? I could never tell on any of mine. No gut feeling or anything.
Me: Yeah, well who knows? I have no idea how I'm supposed to feel. Part of me wants a boy, just because the little boys in my family tend to be more even keel than the girls. I think we might want to start out with a kid who's a little more easy, you know?*
Jenny(enthusiastically): Oh, do I ever! I babysit girls sometimes, and whenever I do, I'm just amazed at the difference!
Me (nervously): Oh, really? Isn't that interesting . . .
(the children start arriving at that point, which makes it necessary for us to end our conversation)
* * *
So, as alluded to above, I've recently been contemplating and trying to remember how my nieces and nephews were as babies. In looking back, I've noticed a trend, a trend that is somewhat disturbing to me now. With no exception that I can think of, all of the boy babies born to my siblings have been (by and large) easy-going, relaxed, mellow little guys. In contrast, the girls (by and large) have been more prone to great big smiles generally immediately followed or preceded by great big tears. In other words, there's been a lot of drama with the girls. Now, I'm not completely averse to drama (which must be one of the reasons I work for an opera company), but given the choice, I'll generally choose "mellow/smooth/amiable" over "happy/sad/overjoyed/in-the-depths-of-despair", you know?
At the same time though, there's really no smile that compares to a drama smile.
Notice the mostly relaxed boys and the ecstatic-ly happy girl in these two photos. What could be cuter?
Here's hoping (as we welcome OUR BABY GIRL to our home this fall), that there are lots of smiles, and not quite so many tears.