It’s a pretty divisive colour.
Some love it. Some hate it. I remember giving family members and good friends plenty of banter about choosing to wear it. Those who are male anyway.
But what really is the power of pink? And are we conditioning our baby girl to love it or loathe it?
Worth a blog post!
I was sorting the washing out earlier and this was the pile that met me.
It doesn’t take a genius to work out that there is a baby girl living in our house. The sheer amount of pink says it all.
As soon as we discovered we were having a girl, I resigned myself to leaving my wife in charge of the baby’s fashion. (Actually, I think I’d done that as soon as we found out she was pregnant. Fashion isn’t my strong point!)
However, even though my wife is a self-confessed “girly girl”, I hadn’t quite expected such an influx of pink. Sophie looks great – I’ve just never seen so much pink in my house before!
I remember a few years ago reading about a couple in Toronto who had refused to “gender” their child.
Naturally this article was on the Daily Mail and their decision apparently provoked “outrage”.
Imagine what they would think of our girl’s wardrobe.
And yet what does it matter? In our opinion, Sophie looks so precious in everything she wears and is such a joy and delight to us.
Fashion, colours, styles. They’re all temporary. It doesn’t matter if Sophie grows up loving pink or hating it.
What matters is the type of person, God willing, she grows up to be. Someone who looks out for other people before herself, is honest and kind and who wants to serve Jesus and glorify him.
And besides, people have been so generous to us that actually barely any of Sophie’s clothes have been bought by us, her parents. Obviously the rest of the world knows something we don’t!