With my first pregnancy, as soon as I saw that positive pregnancy test, something inside me knew immediately I was having a little boy. I can't explain why or how I knew, but I did, and I never questioned it or felt disappointed. I just had this overwhelming feeling of peace & comfort come over me. So when it was confirmed at my 18 week appointment that we were in fact, having a boy, I wasn't at all surprised.
Fast forward to my second pregnancy. The first few weeks after I found out, I didn't have a feeling either way what the gender was. But about a week before I had an early u/s, that same overwhelming feeling came over me again. And I just knew that Bennett was going to have a baby brother. And just like that, I found out it was another boy I was carrying... and again... I wasn't shocked to hear it. The amount of excitement I felt when I found out we were expecting another little boy, it's indescribable.
People continue to ask me if I'm going to "try for a girl" someday. And the answer is NO. Absolutely not. For one thing, I don't have any say in what the gender of my children are going to be. And 2nd, I wouldn't want to. It's not that I don't think that I could be happy with girls, because believe me, I would be elated. And maybe one day, I will experience life with a daughter. It's just that I strongly believe that God sent these 2 boys to me because they were meant to be a part of my family. And me? I was obviously supposed to be the Mother of boys, they have taught me so much about myself, and about life. My boys, specifically, make me a better person.
Life is always an adventure with boys. They run, they climb, and they jump off dangerously high places, and give you a panic attack every other minute of the day. They have more energy than should be humanly possible in those tiny little bodies of theirs, and chaos is basically normal.
But their tiny beautiful hearts... they belong to me right now.
It gives me all kinds of warm fuzzies to know that I'm the only girl in the world that exists to them. I'm kind of the Queen of this palace, you know what I'm saying? And I'll admit it -- I kinda love that. The day they give their hearts to another girl... is the day my heart will break into tiny little pieces. I'll be happy, but I will be weepy, too. I mean, these are my baby boys I'm talking about.
But I digress.
There's something so incredible about a Mother's bond with her son(s). It's unlike anything I've ever experienced or felt before. Through all the wreaking of havoc, to be a boy Mom, is my calling. To raise these little men up right, so that one day, they will treat a very lucky lady the way she deserves. And be the kind of Father's that their kids can depend on and be proud of.
So to all those that keep telling me that I need to "try again for a little girl".... my response to you is this:
To be a boy Mom is my greatest blessing to date, and I wouldn't change it for the world! If & when we ever have another baby, if I'm being totally honest, I wouldn't mind a house full of boys. Bring it on.