Raising little girls

I was boy fan, boys were all I knew, I wanted 3 children all boys. That was until the sonographer told I was having a girl, from that moment I was super excited about a mini me……and she is!! No-one on this earth can prepare for what it’s like having a girl. Watching most of my Mammy friend when LPV was a wee bub I was stunned at how different their girls behaved. Not saying in any way they were badly behaved just it was just a whole different ball game, with a pink one!!

It’s after you have your own girl that you will truly understand, so I thought I’d share some differences I’ve found raising a girl after a boy….These are all my own opinion and I know two children are never the same.

Girls don’t sleep 

Miss C never slept  properly for a whole year, having LPV who seemed love his bad as much as I love mine. She would lure you into a false sense of security, being cuddled in, you try to move in various positions to test her level of slumber. She was asleep until she heard the creak of the door, then all hell broke loose. Luckily she’s the best sleeper ever now, however there was point in my life I didn’t think I’d ever sleep again.

Pink & sparkles

I will never be one of these mammies that doesn’t want too much pink in the house, or won’t let her play with Barbie as she’s not realistic, she has dolls but she’s also surrounded by cars,trains etc and I will never stop her from playing with anything. Children do not think in that way so why are we putting all our issues on them? They don’t see colour, size or wealth they just see. However I can not believe the instant attraction Miss C has to all thing pink and sparkly “pretties” is what she calls them. It’s like moth to flame and if you want to try to stop her, be my guest. It’s like she is pre programmed towards it, especially Peppa pig……….god I hate that pig.


Oh lord I’m not saying she spends hours looking in the mirror, however she will trow a wobbly if she doesn’t like the outfit I’ve picked. If it’s a dress she will twirl in front of the mirror, running her hands through her hair. I love to watch her. Mind you she’s also the first one to get said dress soaking wet with the hose or play in the dirt. Which is what I love about her. I am trying to avoid nail painting etc for as long as possible and just let her be. She actually has her own salon in the living, she’ll pull up her stool from her piano play with your feet then jump up and should “finished”


OMG the drama, deciding she’s had enough of walking and will just sit and cry in the middle of the mall until someone picks her up. Tantrums in the supermarket, dropping her dummy next to her feet and standing there pointing at it and crying. To a certain extend daddy falls for the drama as she his princess. With me…….I invented the drama, so she gets told to get on with it, she shrugs her shoulders and gets on with it.

The love

Little girls are very loving, as too are little boys. However I don’t remember LPV just coming up for a random hug. He always would when he was tired or upset but usually he was so busy with what he was doing. Miss C will stop what she’s doing and ask for a hug. She’ touch my face while I’m brushing her teeth randomly kiss me. I am very lucky to have very tactile children, they’re super friendly and love affection. LPV is getting a bit anti mammy kisses as being 5 is very cool….


I love the differences between them, two children is hard work and some times these two wonderful wee personalities clash and all hell breaks loose, this is what I get up in the morning for, this is what makes no two days the same. This is why I became a mammy

Love you both to the moon and back.xxx



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