A female dog.
And a wife.
My husband's pretty lucky to be graced with the presence of so many ladies (or so he says...).
"Dude, you hafta let him get a male dog."
[As if I'm depriving him from testosterone in the house. Pretty sure we have no room in our 2-bedroom town house for another dog with 3 kids under the age of 3. ThankYouVeryMuch.]
"Aw, too bad it's not a boy for Chris."
[As if to imply another girl sucks, and he would love a boy more.]
"He's gonna start getting a man cycle."
[Okay, this one's kinda funny, I'll admit it. But still. Come on, now!]
"Just wait 'til their teenagers."
[Um, yeh. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say ALL teens are a challenge, not just teen girls.]
"Too bad you can't have some of each!"
The thing is this:
We've learned a lot after infertility.
We are thrilled to welcome another girl the the fam; no apologies needed.
We count our blessings -- however and whenever they come to us -- even if they don't meet some socially constructed standard of familial proportions.
[Pregnancy] Is This Really Happening?
At the Doctor's Office
Our Move + Exhaustion