There was a point today during the time I was cradling my little girl here in my arm, trying to get her to take a nap, and she was just looking up at me. My son has done this 1000x over before, so I'm used to it. However, tonight, my little girl who is growing now like a weed looked at me, and it was different. It was different because even though my son has stared at me before from the very same position, she looks at me different. If you're a parent of more than one child, I'm sure you can attest to this very same occurrence. My daughter looks at me different, even at just 2 months old, than my son ever did.
For now, it serves as a subtle reminder that sons are different than daughters, and as such, require us to adapt our parenting accordingly. This is the joy, and the struggle, of parenthood: the balancing act. I'm well aware of it, but don't want to forget it. I want to lead my children well, and shepherd their hearts as best I can. Children aren't a one-size fits all hat you can just slap on. Each child is different, regardless of how much it's sometimes hard to tell their baby pictures apart.
Just some odd observations. It's nothing earth-shattering or new, but I'm sure anyone who has been the parent of a both son and daughter can relate. And, agree.