Raiseing a Boy

So, these last few years I've read books, done programs, had support groups, did big men's events,and anything else I thought would help find out who I really am. Along this journey I've learned so much about what God intended a real man to be. I learned mostly what a boy needs. What I didn't get. And how it helped to shape most of my life.
So it was so obvious that God was teaching me to raise a boy. I knew what I was going to do differently from my own childhood. Communication, love, strength, security, humility, forgiveness, adventure, confidence, and so on.
So Friday we went to the Dr's office to do an ultra sound. I knew that while we were there they would confirm the sex of our boy.
It's a girl! And I'm just as happy, suprised, I'm going to have a little Princess!
So I spent the next couple of days wondering where God went wrong. (just kidding) I've been wondering where I mislead myself. What did I miss? Where has God been going with all this?
So I was driveing down the road kinda wondering, kinda praying, and God spoke to my heart. "I wasn't prepareing you to raise a boy, I was raiseing a boy". light bulb comes on
I felt like Daniel San from the Karate Kid. I thought I figured out what God was doing.
God has been Fathering me. Giveing me the childhood lessons I needed. To be the man He intended me to be, the father, the husband, the friend, the son.