Written by Karen, a mom without a blog
I am a mother of daughters. I had three little brothers much younger than me growing up and I always knew I would eventually be a perfect mother of sons what with all of my experience! Right?
But no, it was not meant to be. Not only did I marry a man who had a daughter from a previous marriage (it should have been a hint), but once, twice, three times I pushed out a baby – a girl! My world is girly, dramatic, emotional, sweet and beautiful.
I wouldn’t change it for ANYTHING.
My husband is a DEVOTED father of daughters. He...