There was a time, not long ago, when I held out hope that Evan would not take after my husband entirely. Jeff has Lily on his side, I have Ben on mine and I had hoped for a combo third child to even out the score.
Well, I’m here to report that those days are over. Evan’s eyes have now completely changed to brown, devoid of any green briefly inherited from me. His eyebrows, smile are nose are identical to his sister’s. Everywhere we go people remark on the similarity between he, Lily and Jeff. Even I can barley keep their baby pictures straight (that’s him on the right, by the way, and her on the left.)
To say it drives me crazy would be putting it mildly. I’m the one who suffered through morning sickness, weight gain, labor, delivery and scars from all of the above yet my husband wins? That’s bullshit. It’s a good thing I think they’re both adorable. And that my love for them slightly outweighs my competitiveness. Slightly.