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Girls vs. Boys Is Like Cats vs. Dogs
I vaguely remember poems about snails, puppy dog tails, and sugar and spice. Where did these poems come from and do they reinforce stereotypical beliefs about the opposite sexes?
When I was pregnant, everyone just knew I was having a girl because I was “carrying high”. Well, honestly I didn’t care to have a girl. I was never a “girly girl” and wasn’t one of those “I’ve want a girl” women. So when I found out I was having a boy, I was perfectly fine with it.
Then came the announcement that I would have twins. At this point, I couldn’t imagine having three boys, so I did silently hold my breath for at least one pink ribbon to hang on the delivery door. I must admit, I left the ultrasound very happy after finding out I would be having a daughter.
Well, fast forward to my twins now being 4, and I REALLY couldn’t imagine having three boys. Not saying there aren’t exceptions to all rules, not saying that I would ever be able to stomach three girls, or that some of the boy/girl characteristics don’t get dispersed among both sexes….but from my experience, yes, there is definitely a noticible difference between my girl and my two boys.
I know this sounds horrible, but the best comparison that I can think of is with cats and dogs. Cats being the more independent, cool and graceful - dogs being the more co-dependent, demanding and slobbery, lol.
My daughter can go off for hours and play by herself. She hardly ever throws temper tantrums or is as whiny as what my boys are. The boys are way more active. There are constant erruptions like a ball being thrown through the air or the toss of a body on a bed. Once again, not saying that my daughter isn’t active and doesn’t like jumping on the bed or doing typical child things…but there’s a difference.
It’s really funny after my whole experience and observations of all of this and I can actually see why there are those people out there (that I used to harshly judge) who really pushed for a boy or a girl. Maybe it’s the fact that even though I can barely remember my first few years of life, she reminds me of myself. There’s just something magical in that. There’s also something magical when having gas isn’t the hot topic of almost every dinner conversation!
I had a girl the first round, but was hoping for a boy due to the fact that I don’t understand or know how to deal with make-up and cattiness that I always witnessed growing up.
I was the only girl on my block growing up, my mom was the only girl of 4 and my brother treated me like a WWF wrestler…so to say the least “girly” was not in my vocab.
I cried when we found out it was a girl, but got use to the idea & I wouldn’t have it any other way now.
Round 2: just like you…hmmmm, there are TWO in there! Yikes. From the beginning we all knew it was going to be “one of each”. Henry & Clara are very much like cats & dogs.
The cat likes to claw, scratch at the big dogs & then be all humble & cute (and of course we eat it up!)
The dog runs into doors, laughs then chases it’s tail and walks under the xmas tree knocking everything down.
sigh. I hear ya sister!
But, life is good & I can sleep at night because the animals are safe in bed with a full belly and their favorite toy is right by their side.
Life is good.
-jen