....especially if you are almost 4 years old and it seems that everyone around you is getting their baby sister before you. Mind you, we do not know if we are getting a baby sister, but Emory has her mind made up that is what is growing inside my belly. Yesterday a good friend of mine had her baby girl. Thinking Emory would be excited for this little girl's big brother, who happens to be one of Emory's fav friends, I spilled the beans before bed time. Big mistake. Big. Huge! Emory ended up crying herself to sleep because, "Everyone is getting their baby sister before me!" Oh, little girl, are we really going to be this dramatic about it? Apparently so.
I was hopeful that a good night's sleep would be enough to hit her reset button, but it didn't. Today I've had to reset the attitude myself. Over and over and over. And Emory fights D.I.R.T.Y. "I don't like the new baby's name." is her favorite way of declaring her displeasure. And when that doesn't work she tries, "Mommy, I hear our baby crying. She's saying 'When will I be big enough to come out?' She really wants out Mommy." Like I don't want him/her out too, but we all have to wait kid.
I really hope this baby is a girl. For all our sakes!