It’s A….

GIRL!

Frank and I are so excited to be welcoming a baby girl into this world!

However, the honest truth… I am slightly freaking out! I never saw myself as a “girl mom”. I have never been the “girly” type. I rarely do my makeup (and when I do it’s minimal, and I am sure I am not doing it right), I don’t know how to do hair, I burp and fart (sorry, let’s be honest- we all do!), I speak my mind, and I am sarcastic as ever.

When I think of myself growing up, I remember all of my many phases. I know how difficult I was, which scares me even more. To start, from as early as I could remember, I HATED the color pink. And being the youngest child of three, I was quite the brat. My hair had to be perfect (no bumps), I fought with my sister like crazy, I would only wear certain clothes (for an entire summer that was a Tweety Bird t-shirt and the same jean shorts everyday), and overall things just had to go my way. I also was a big time Daddy’s girl (and grandpa) when I was young, I went to my dad for everything… to be honest, I was scared of my mother. Although five years older than me, I also looked up to my brother for everything- I wanted to be just like him. I assume this is likely where I gained a lot of my quirks (sarcasm, burping, etc.).

                          

For the most part I grew out of my bratty phase, but I have to say I was always pretty spoiled as a kid/teen. I also feel like I had to grow up quite fast. My household quickly went from a family of six to just my mom and I, and it was definitely a huge change. My mom tried her best to make sure I had all that I needed and that I was happy, but there were definitely rough patches. A lot of my spoiledness I get from my mother- who grew up an only child… she tried, but the best decisions were not always made. I figured a lot of things out on my own growing up… I didn’t exactly have the “period” talk, or the sex talk- I just kind of figured it out.

I look back at my childhood and there is just so much I had to go through that I NEVER want my daughter to experience. I want my daughter to know how truly loved she is at all times. I want her to understand discipline, have responsibilities, but also know that her mom and dad are there for her no matter what. I want her to know the difference between right and wrong, to know she is strong and can do anything, to be caring to all, and to fill this world with love and joy. At times I still feel extremely lost in this world, I am nowhere near where I thought I would be professionally, and I am petrified that my daughter will think less of me. But I hope if nothing else she learns from my mistakes and that I am able to motivate her to be all that she can be!

There is a lot I don’t know, and a lot I still need to figure out… But what I do know is how to love unconditionally, and how to care for those I love. So, although I am scared, and I am not sure what I am doing or going to do… I know I will figure it all out along the way- and I have the best life partner and “dad to be” along for the journey with me. Life is about trial and error, mistakes will be made, but we will all learn from those and grow.

 

Now more than ever we need to raise our girls to be strong, smart, kind, and ambitious- and that is exactly what I plan to do!

Our beautiful baby girl will be named Astrid Jean “AJ”

Astrid- meaning “Godly Strength” and “Divinely Beautiful”

Jean- after my grandmother- the strongest, fiercest woman I have ever known

— Updated Ultrasound coming SOON!– 

Astrid Jean I cannot wait to meet you! Mommy and Daddy love you so much already!

XO

**BONUS SHOUT OUT**

Thank you SOO much to our amazing friends who planned and threw this amazing mini reveal for us! With all that is going on, it was such a special moment for us. Although we would have loved to have all our family and friends there, We will forever be thankful! 

p.s. they even MADE that amazing cake themselves! 

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