Babygirl recently passed the year mark and is toddling about, helping herself to all kinds of trouble. Having successfully gotten her thus far in life, I’m ready to move on to the next logical stage of girl-mothering: panic. How on earth will I find the girl any decent clothes to wear when she’s ten? (Or five, for that matter?!) And will we be able to amass enough camels for a proper dowry when the time for her arranged marriage rolls around? (Heads up, Gauntlets and Rebekah—speak up now about your preferred form of livestock, otherwise you know it’s gonna be goats ;) ) And in the meantime, there’s the problem expressed in this aphorism, which I shall phrase a bit more politely than the original: “If you’ve got a boy, you only have to worry about one boy. But if you’ve got a girl, you’ve got to worry about all the boys.”
It’s not that I take the matter of my daughter’s heart-soul-body purity more seriously than that of my sons…it’s just that the girl side of it somehow seems more fraught with complicating factors (body image, modesty, emotional drama, etc.). Besides, I know that Dad will be on call to handle many of her brothers’ questions as time goes on, whereas some of “the talks” with her will more naturally fall to me.
I’ve already been a bit taken aback by the good-natured joking—at church, no less—about how Babygirl’s purported future dating life will be foiled by her three older brothers. The first time this happened, I managed something like a weak “Hahaha…just fine with me if they scare off all the boys.” When it’s come up subsequently, though, I’ve done better, with a cheery, “Oh, we won’t have to worry about that, because our kids aren’t going to date. And when the time comes, we’re going to arrange their marriages.” The greatest part is, I’m just crazy enough that they can’t quite figure out how serious I am, even as they laugh along with me. So I’ve managed, for the moment at least, to good-humoredly put much of that silly “boyfriend” talk to rest.
Back to the subject at hand: I know I’m going to need some resources to help me through all this. You, dear readers and bloggers with older girls, will of course comprise part of my arsenal ;). Yesterday, I heard about a picture book and discussion guide that might be handy. We don’t buy into all the princess paraphernalia, but I don’t find this fairy-tale premise objectionable. So, I can’t formally recommend this resource because 1)I haven’t actually gotten my hands on it yet and 2)I’m still quite new at being a girl’s mom, but maybe one of y’all with more than a year’s worth of girl-momming will take a look and come back to let me know if it’s a thumbs-up.