Nothing sends a southern mama’s heart aflutter like hearing the words, “It’s a girl!” Her next thought is “smocked dresses and big bows.” Fantasies of being a girl-mom come true, and she praises Jesus she doesn’t have to peeve a baby son (or her husband) with second-rate Jon-Jon’s.
I know this because I am one of those southern mama’s. We’re a little obsessed. Finding a gently used Strasburg dress at a consignment sale sets us up for a week of rainbows and sunshine. Then if we’re blessed with two girls the fun starts all over – matching dresses!





