Baby Girls Are Different!

I had always heard how much different little girls are compared to baby boys. It's only been recently that the big differences are starting to show themselves, though!

First off, I have been Mum to a little boy for the past almost thirteen years. Then, about 19 months ago, I delivered two more baby boys and a baby girl.

Now, I knew something was up from watching my daughter's behavior on the many ultrasounds that I had during my pregnancy.

While the boys were very open and excited (for the most part unless your name was Kai and you pouted because you were not looked at first,) to get poked and prodded by the ultrasound wand, Vivie was very elusive.

She would literally run from that wand, and in order to verify that she was, in fact, going to be a beautiful baby girl, it took no less than three people to find out.

One poor soul had to maneuver the ultrasound wand. Another tech attempted to block off her escape route on one side of my tummy.

Then there was my doctor who, finally, after much amusement and watching her antics on that monitor, literally pounced on my stomach with his other hand to stop her from moving around so much.

That was how we discovered that Vivienne was in fact going to be a girl. The doctor just shook his head, and said, "Women!"

This behavior would continue all through out my pregnancy, and even into the delivery room.

While Kian and Kai had this weird rivalry to see who was going to be the eldest of the triplets, Vivie just wasn't feeling it that day.

In fact, when her brothers left the womb, she turned tail and literally scrunched as far up into my tummy as she could possibly muster, literally attempting to hide from my doctors.

My OB was so glad that she had chosen to wear the super long gloves that day 'cause she certainly needed them!

From then on, the vast differences became clear. The boys both continued their little rivalry and fight to be the first to do everything and experience EVERYTHING, good, bad and the downright icky.

Meanwhile, Vivienne managed to wrap her nurses and doctors around her tiny baby girl finger, convincing them that she was some sort of delicate and fragile flower that might break if the wind blew the wrong way.

She received much personal attention and all of her nurses would come and check in on her even if they were tending to another baby for that shift.

Then, we got to take her home. She actually picked out her going-home outfit. She had a choice between a little blue and pink sailor outfit or a dress with smocked daisy's on it.

Vivienne has always preferred daisy's, so she went with the yellow daisy dress. In fact, the nurse started trying to put on her blue sailor dress and she was met with a very high-pitched wail.

After three months of being home, safely co-bedded with her brothers, Vivie decided it was time that she moved out and into her own bed (which we had been using as a changing table until this point!)

After getting a pair of fresh panties one evening, she just rolled her little girl self over onto her tummy, grabbed her Elsa-bear (that she had named herself somehow) and commenced to snoring quite loudly.

To date, the boys bears do not have names, but Vivie's bear certainly does. She has an Elsa-bear, Kitty Kat (the white Valentine's Day bear that is the same color as her cat) and Baby who is her Christmas Madame Alexander doll from last year.

As of late, Vivie has taken to doing what I classify as classic little girl behavior. It's soo sweet and adorable, too.

Whenever one of the boys is hurt or sad and crying, she will toddle over to them, and try to soothe them.

Of course, it rarely works well, because they all think that she is coming over to pull their hair or bite them so they normally recoil in horror when she does this.

She tries patting and smoothing their hair, rubbing their backs, and even giving them little kissies.

All of this is usually accompanied by a flurry of, "Ooooh's" to try and make them feel a bit better.

Then there is the baby of the hour. I would say day, but it changes as quickly as you can turn around.

Vivienne will pick up either a stuffed animal or one of her dolls and hug it to her close, usually up by her neck, and haul it around the house with her.

Her baby of the hour will get to have a drink of milk, sit in her chair to hold Vivie's place in case her brothers should decide to try and sit in it when she isn't looking and even have dinner with her.

She is a very diligent Mum and will even make certain that she remembers to take whichever baby she is giving attention to at the moment upstairs for a nap or bedtime with her.

One day, she even managed to take a baby to the grocery store with her for a solo, special Mum trip with me.

Never once did she drop that baby, and never once did it leave her side. Baby road in Kian's car seat to the store, sat in the buggy seat buckled next to her Mum, and made it all the way back home safely.

Today, I found Vivie's cross-eyed cow stuffed animal sitting in the blue fuzzy Tigger armchair, watching TV.

Rock star Elmo kept vigil in her feeding chair so that Kian wouldn't decide to sit there.

It's odd, really. Both my baby boys can stuff their mouths full of teddy grahams in under a minute, if I am not careful, putting those crackers in by the fistful, literally.

Vivienne can do the exact same thing in record time, too. However, when she does it, she grasps each bite with her thumb and forefinger, keeping her other fingers curled with her pinkie up as if she is taking tea with the Queen.

In a fight with her brothers, they will pull hair and bite like a bunch of puppies. Vivienne will join in, just more daintily and with definite form to her attacks.

Stranger still, of the triplets, she is the one who listens best. Kian is almost to the point of minding, but he still will test you.

Vivienne will look at you when he does this, shake her tiny baby girl head, and say, "No,no,no,no,no!" She is always trying to help me when her brothers are naughty!

I never imagined that my daughter would turn out so very differently from her brothers. It's really neat, though, to get to watch them all together and see how different she really is!