It's funny how many times I envisioned my future when I was a kid, I always saw lots of babies, but I don't ever remember once thinking if they would be boys or girls. Some of my friends would say things like "I'm going to have three kids...one boy and two girls" and I remember laughing at them for thinking they could choose something like that. You get what you get and you don't get upset. But boy oh boy (pun intended) did I love finding out I was having a sweet little bundle of pink after my three boys.
You were such an easy baby from the start, and I remember thinking that this girl thing was going to be a breeze. As you got older, you would sit still and color or read books while the boys ran around like maniacs.
You sang non-stop in your cute toddler voice and always wanted to get in the middle of any hug you saw happening.
Oh and the babies...you absolutely adored them. You wanted to be a big sister so bad, and we were lucky enough to announce the joyous news on your third birthday.
You were too young to vocalize it then, but everybody else hoped and prayed for a sister for you. But Alexander was not Alexandra and you said "I thought it was going to be a girl" but then loved him to near death.
You realized you were surrounded by boys and began praying and asking us when you were going to get a baby sister. We told you it wasn't up to us, but to keep praying. You went to school and made lots of girlfriends, got interested in things like lip gloss and jewelry, and played dolls with your female cousins.
All the while you prayed for a sister...during morning prayers in the car, at night before going to sleep, in Church before Mass...you asked God for the gift of a sister. Your Dad and I tried our best in making your dream a reality, and when we announced Baby # 6 was coming, you immediately began praying out loud for a girl.
Even your Dad and I wished this baby would be a girl so that you could have a sister. From our point of view, we wanted another boy because we think boys are pretty easy and we are set up for multiple boys, but we knew you wanted a sister so badly. When your 5th brother was born, you never exuded one ounce of disappointment, but were overjoyed to come visit him in the hospital. Your Godfather later asked you if you were upset he wasn't a she, and that was the first time I heard you say yes. My heart ached for you.
Maybe one day, your dream of getting a little sister will come true, but until then, please know you are so blessed with brothers who will protect you, play sports with you, and teach you how to toughen up a bit. And you will bless them by teaching them how to treat a lady, give them insights into compassion and sensitivity and teach them better listening skills. You have plenty of girl cousins around your age to play with and you are never at a loss for girl friends. Plus you often get invited to do many "girly" things because everyone knows you are in a testosterone filled house!
Your Dad prays that you will enter a convent at a young age, your Godfather prays that you turn out to be a plain Jane, and I pray that you have lots of babies so I can help you raise them. Just know that no matter what you do, you've got lots of love and protection surrounding you. I've told you before, and I'll tell you again...God placed YOU in this particular family for a reason and He has great plans for YOU.
You are and will always be our little princess.