Pinks and Blues...

Few days ago, I was chatting up with a friend who is pregnant with the second child. We were discussing something about baby clothes and accessories, and I voiced out how beautiful the girl clothes look, and also the variety that the stores have for girls….while ranting on that, my friend said, I wish the second one is also a girl.

For a nation, which is still ‘boy’ hungry, lot of people wish for a girl child, so this one was not a surprise, but the statement that followed the previous one was unnecessary, she said, “Its difficult to bring up boys, girls are more understanding, caring…blah blah, and my older one will take care of the younger one etc…”, the only thing that I was tempted to ask was, Are you having a baby to have your older one baby sit for it? Nevertheless, I didn’t. I belong to the group of women, who have a ‘boy’. Suddenly, I felt as if I made a grave mistake by having a blue instead of a pink. In the same household, where the pregnant mother is pining for a second girl, the husband wants a boy, I wish she has a healthy baby, boy or girl, till the age of 10, it doesn’t make a lot of difference. I have seen boys, who are very caring and understanding, and at the same I have seen girls, exhibiting a devil-may-care attitude as well, so if the standard truth is that “boys are not understanding or caring and girls are”, God knows what happened in these cases.

My only point is that a child is like a clay, and parents are not the only people who model them, yes, charity does begin at home, they soak every action of yours like a sponge, and as the time progresses, they also emulate their peers, to match the outside world, teachers model them, the seniors model them, the ultimate product when they venture out in the big world is totally different from the shape you started modelling as a parent. If boys, as most of them say, get into drugs, why do people forget, that girls could get into issues like teen pregnancies? Though, it’s too early to say what my child would turn out into, I am prepared for everything, and I wish other parents also accept that parenting is about accepting your child the way he/she is, and that can happen, only if you have accepted yourself for what you are or the way you are, and there is no concept of PERFECT PARENTS, they don’t exist.

All these people who have such hard opinions are the ones who suffer later, while I don’t claim to be a good mom at all, I am also not a careless human. In a nation that is boy hungry,(as I said), I am happy that I have a boy, for a very simple reason – “If girls teach you how to hold onto things, Boys teach you how to let go”…and my lil boy taught me that, in a very simple way.

Blue when combined with Pink makes a beautiful combo. So a boy or a girl, they both are your flesh and blood, if the person who wants a girl gets a boy, would she love him any less?