I have a confession to make. I am not a big fan of the color pink. I don't know if I liked it when I was younger, but by middle school I had already developed a hatred for the color. It was also the color that I always seemed to receive as gifts. Like the more I didn't like it, the more people associated it with me? Not sure.
Fast forward about 3 years ago when I was expecting baby #2. The ultrasound tech told us she was 95% sure it was a girl and never told people unless she knew for sure. She even said she thought she saw earlier in the ultrasound but wanted to make sure. All of the sudden much of my disdain for the color pink became disappearing. I actually like the pink and choclate brown scheme. (Although the crib bedding I was planning did not include the color). Bouncing Baby Boy surprised the heck out of us in the delivery room and I never gave much thought to pink hues again.
Well, recently baby #3 joined our family. While I was expecting I didn't know if our bambino would be a boy or girl. I prefered the surprise like we did our first pregnancy and didn't have much faith or confidence in ultrasound techs after the second. However when looking at baby clothes (girl clothes are always more fun and so much cuter) I didn't warm up to pink like I did a few years earlier. In fact I found myself loving mint green and blues, yellows, reds, and even purples. After ending up with a Saint Patricks day baby I really liked the mint green color even more. (That and my favorite color is almost every shade of green).
Did you know it is somewhat of a challenge to find baby girl clothes without pink? Which as a sidenote C-Bear rocks.
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