For whatever reason, as far back as I can remember thinking about having my own family and my own children, I only ever pictured myself surrounded by little boys. Its not to say that I wouldn’t be happy if I had a little girl, but I just never saw myself as a “girls’ momma”. Maybe its because I enjoy running and playing soccer, or because in high school I tried to avoid drama and gossip. Or maybe because I was bullied pretty badly by other girls in elementary school and began to identify more with boys, while being weary of other girls, especially the ones that ran in large all-girl circles. Whatever the reason, I always saw myself as a “boys’ mama” and now it looks like that is what will happen.
Having a son has been so amazing. Challenging at times too, the amount of energy that Johannes has is enviable yet tiring. I love the wrestling and the running back and forth in the house. Putting together Lego’s and pretending to be a train. I think by this point I’ve read every car, train, and airplane book that exists, watched Cars and Thomas the Train more times than I can even count and heard a firm “NO” every time I suggested we watch Frozen or The Little Mermaid.
But you know the most amazing part of being a boys’ mama is when Johannes looks up at me from his train table in the morning and un-prompted tells me he thinks I’m pretty. Or when he wraps his arms around my neck before bed time and refuses to let me go, while whispering “mommy, you’re my best friend”. Maybe a daughter would do all these same things, but sometimes I like to think its special just to our relationship.
I am so looking forward to raising strong emotionally aware men. Men who respect other men and other women, who aren’t afraid to show their emotions and who love to ask how others are feeling. Men who will one day be fathers and grandfathers and father’s in law. In a few short months I get to start anew with a fresh little baby boy human! 4 months to go and I think its going to fly by!