She is my pink and purple, all girl, princess loving, baby cuddling, boy kicking miracle. Everyday she seems to get sweeter and yet more stubborn at the same time. She is my miracle. I never believed that God would give me a girl. Somewhere along the way I convinced myself that I was too messed up to raise a Proverbs 31, woman of Faith girl...no, I figured that with all of my obsessive compulsive behavior, body-obsession, and self-consciousness that God wouldn't LET me have a little girl. Then, in a moment, during the Ultra Sound, the doctor said, "It's a girl...yep, definitely a girl!" Part of me still didn't want to believe it...doctors can be wrong about this sort of thing...but, I felt so happy. I wondered everyday what she was going to be like, look like, how on earth I was going to raise her to be the woman God wants her to be. Then, sweetly, gently, just like my precious Heavenly Father always does, said, "I am going to raise her...I am going t