I was catching up on a friend's blog yesterday, and I came across this sweet poem. She and her husband actually decided not to find out the sex of their baby until it, now a beautiful baby girl, was born. I wish I could only be that patient, but waiting the minimal 16 weeks has been hard enough!! We will hopefully find out what this baby is a week from today! If not then, than we will find out February 16th. Either way, we can't wait until mid-July! I thought this poem was so sweet, because no matter what the gender is, God has blessed us with a second wonderful gift from Heaven!
Some folks pray for a boy, and some
For a golden-haired little girl to come.
Some claim to think there is more of joy
Wrapped up in the smile of a little boy,
While others pretend that the silky curls
And plump, pink cheeks of the little girls
Bring more of bliss to the old homeplace
Than a small boy's queer little freckled face.
Now which is better, I couldn't say
If the Lord should ask me to choose today;
If He should put in a call for me
And say: "Now what shall your order be,
A boy or girl? I have both in store-
Which of the two are you waiting for?"
I'd say with one of my broadest grins:
"Send either one, if it can't be twins."
I've heard it said, to some people's shame,
They've cried with grief when a small boy came.
For they wanted a girl. And some folks I know
Who wanted a boy, just took on so
When a girl was sent. But it seems to me
That mothers and fathers should be happy
To think, when the stork has come and gone,
That the Lord should trust them with either one.
Boy or girl? There can be no choice;
There's something lovely in either voice.
And all that I ask of the Lord to do
Is to see that the mother comes safely through.
And guard the baby and have it well,
With a perfect form and a healthy yell,
And a pair of eyes and a shock of hair.
Then, boy or girl- and it's dad won't care.
Edgar A. Guest