I love being a BOY mommy!

I know this blog is supposed to be a "family blog" and I only blog about David. Oh well, he steals the thunder around here.

When we found out we were pregnant I was SO excited! We were vising my parents in NC for Thanksgiving, so we were doing a lot of traveling. Much of the discussion between Stephen and I was "what is it??" (duh.. a baby). I asked Stephen what he was hoping for, and he said he'd always thought about having a sweet little girl. I totally agreed. From then on, I looked at pink outfits, thought up girls names, and tried really hard to picture her face. The closest thing I had to my own kid was our good friend's daughter who I babysat occasionally. We'd play dress-up, watch Disney movies, color pictures of rainbows, the whole nine yards. I just couldn't WAIT for the ultrasound to confirm that I would be some little girl's mommy.

The ultrasound came, my parents were visiting and got to be there! It was so great! There's the baby's face, there's an arm, a foot, and UH OH, what's that?? Stephen saw it first, and said "I see a turtle!" Having no idea what that meant, the ultrasound tech said "they describe boy parts to look like turtles, and girl parts to look like hamburgers." I'll never look at a picture of a hamburger the same way.

I thought I'd be dissappointed, but the truth is, I WASN'T! To my shock, all those images of playing dress up, and picking out the perfect prom dress took a back seat to smashing cars, making messes, and sitting at the little league game. I was pumped to be a boy mom!

What I could picture then, is no where near how truly great it is. David is everything I could ever want in a child. He's sweet and sensitive, yet tough when he needs to be. If he falls down he picks himself up and keeps going. He never wants to stop the tickle fights. He looks to us for approval when he does something silly (which we gladly give) and ALWAYS laughs when he passes gas. Yes, being a boy mom is never dull. Just when I think I can't take another minute, he looks at me and says "awwwww, Mommy" and runs to me for a hug. Melt.

Maybe someday, I'll get my girl. But I wouldn't trade anything in the world for that little boy of mine!