It was when I watched Emily, in the opening scenes, brush her daughter's hair, play around with makeup in front of the mirror, and push her little Ricki on the swings that I realized that I am so, so happy that I am having a girl.
That I will get to have my own, little built-in BFF for life.
That one day, we will get to talk about boys, friendships, marriage, babies, makeup, clothes, and all of life's painful lessons and hurts together.
That we will always have a special bond that only a mother and daughter can share.
As I watched the show, and my own mom watched with me, it was really cool to just think about these little things.
I truly did get my heart's prayer when I saw pink little shoes in that shopping bag this past March 16th.
It was on Sunday, on Mother's Day-- when our pastor had all the mothers and mothers-to-be stand and accept a long-stemmed rose-- that I realized that how much I love our little girl already is only a slight example of how much God loves me. Just that fact-- it is incredible.
And of course, it is when my mom is in town that I really realize how excited I am to have a little girl. If I get to experience anything like what I've had with my mom, I will be a lucky mother.
It's when I have to say goodbye to my mom that I realize how difficult being a mom will be one day... how hard it will be to raise this little creature that relies on me so much... only to turn around, train her to be independent and, one day, let her fly.
I am so excited to welcome this little one into the world in just 11 short weeks.
I know that when I see her for the first time, life will fully make sense.
