Brothers
I mentioned the other day that the most frequent question we (well,more me I think) were getting from people was whether or not we are disappointed that we are having another boy.
People who barely know us have given looks of what seems like sympathy when we say we are having another boy. People have asked whether we are planning for a third baby, despite the fact that we haven’t even welcomed our second yet. And if I here one more time how much more fun it is to buy little girl clothes, I might scream (not that I don’t agree…but seriously. Who bases their excitement on having a baby on buying clothes?).
For several weeks with this baby, I thought that I might be having a girl. Just because of the differences in the early stages of pregnancy. I didn’t even really think too much about having another boy and did do a lot of looking at little girl clothes, car seats and bedding.
But somewhere after around week 15 my mind started to change. I started to feel more like maybe, just maybe, I’d be welcoming another sweet boy into the world. I follow a lot of mama’s who are raising just boys and their stories of the bonds between brothers melt my heart. Noah’s energetic and adventurous and full of energy. He’s into super heroes and action figures and cars and sports. He is a barrel of energy 99.9% of the time (the other .1% is the time in which he sleeps). The idea of him having a best friend..a buddy…a playmate to entertain him, share stories with, and burn energy with makes my mama heart excited.
And much like Mandi mentioned when she wrote a similar post about raising boys, I truly feel like the world is lacking in good guys. I lucked out when I married my husband and scored a man who is both humble and strong willed. One who isn’t afraid to help in the kitchen and one who loves to get his hands dirty in the yard. He’s everything that I want my sons to be. And as a mother, there is so much that I want to teach them.
I want to raise boys with a work ethic and morals. Boys who aren’t afraid to chase after their dreams. Boys who have big ambitions and drive and desire to accomplish things in life. I want to raise boys into men who respect women and know how to treat them. Men who love their wives and their children and respect what family is supposed to be. Men who keep their word and contribute to our society. Men with strong conviction and courage. Raising God fearing men who know their place in the family is important to me; and I think that’s why I’ve been chosen to raise these boys.
So even though I may not get to browse the dresses and frilly underwear or spend a small fortune on hair bows, I’m over the moon excited about being a boy mama. I have no sense of disappointment or regret or sadness or whatever people think I’m supposed to feel that this baby is a boy.
Because I know that I’m being blessed with two boys for a reason.
And I have the fullest intention of taking advantage of that responsibility.
Boys are so much fun! I have four of them (and two girls) and am pregnant now. Many people have said they hope I have a girl but I’m secretly hoping for another boy. 😉
That sounds like so much! Never a dull moment in your home. And lots and lots of love! 🙂
Good for you for seeing the bigger picture! I do have one of each – one girl and one boy. My daughter was born first and when I got pregnant the second time, I promise you I did not give one care if I were to have another girl. All I wanted was another healthy baby. All I wanted was two CHILDREN. Whatever gender mattered not. Now, of course, when you find out what you’re having, you start getting used to it and LOVING it. So yeah, I did love going out to buy blue baby stuff. Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have enjoyed buying new pink baby stuff. Bottom line is, there are pros and cons to every scenario. We as moms are charged with loving them. Just love them.
That’s my thought process. I want two healthy, happy children. Boy or girl, it didn’t matter to me. I couldn’t be any more excited about having a boy.
Very well put. We don’t know what we’re having yet, and my gut is telling me girl, but I would be OVER THE MOON about having another boy. Besides, who wouldn’t want to stay the ONLY girl in the house? Then everyone knows who rules the roost. =)
EXACTLY. That’s what I told Josh. At least (for now) with only boys in the house, I get to be the queen and have my boys take care of me. There are definite pros to that situation.
Love love love this. Boys are the best, and that’s all I will say about that. He he
Haha. 🙂 I figured you might say that. Love reading all about you and your sweet boys.
Since I have a girl and a boy, I get the “Oh, you’re so lucky. Perfect family,” comment. But that’s just silly. I feel blessed beyond measure that I simply have two perfectly healthy children. We hope to have another one someday, and our family will be just as “perfect” when that happens. I’m a firm believer that God knows what He’s doing, and families are created in all sorts of amazing ways. 🙂
You are so right – raising Godly men is an incredible privilege that you’ve been chosen for!
Amen to to that, Rachel!
In my opinion, every family is a perfect family. 🙂 Our family, even if we never have a little girl, is perfect for us and God knows just what he is doing.
This makes me glad I didn’t find out what we were having. People used to ask me if I was hoping for a girl. I would say “A girl would be fun, but I really think it would be awesome for Cameron to have a brother”. And it is true. I have loved being a boy Mama to Cameron and I was simply thrilled to have another Mama-Son relationship with my new baby.
Boys are awesome. I’m thrilled you’re having a second boy. 🙂
I told Josh that if we do have another, I don’t think I’m going to tell anyone what he/she is. The comments this time were annoying; I can’t imagine what it would be like with a THIRD.
I can’t believe people are being like that! We are (80% positive) having a girl this time round but I would’ve been stoked if it had been another boy. It’s such an awesome and scared privilege to raise men of God. Being a little boys mama is so wonderful. Congratulations again on your new little man!
It really is. Being chosen to raise boys is such an exciting and precious job. I feel so blessed to be raising two men instead of one. 🙂
Oh Court – you know if I was into my blogging like I am now back when I was pregnant with Lucas, I would have written an entire post about this too. I was so annoyed with all the people thinking I was sad about it being a boy. Unlike you, I just “knew” Lucas was a boy from early on. When people would ask if I was hoping for a girl, I’d say – “Nope, I know it’s a boy and it will be GREAT!” And you know what – it IS great! They play together, rough-house together, and love on each other. Just ignore the comments, but be prepared if you DO have a 3rd bc that’s all anyone ever thinks you want if you already have 2 boys. ha ha.
xoxo
Oh I can imagine that the comments are CRAZY with baby #3. I have friends with three boys and she almost went postal on people when they gave her that whole “Oh I’m so sorry you aren’t having a girl” bit.
You know how I feel about the matter. From one boy Mama to another, I can tell you that you will love to watch Noah and Jonah bond and grow together. And yes, everything you wrote up there.
Your blog (and your sweet boys) are up there with the list of boy mama blogs that make me SO excited about having brothers. 🙂
I have to say, even though I always thought I would have a little girl, I LOVE being a boy mom. Sure, I missed out on buying dresses and won’t have that mother/daughter bond like my mom and I do, but it really is nice to have all of the same gender. I did think my #3 was a girl and since I knew he was our last it took a little bit of time to mourn never having a daughter. Now that #3 is almost 2 I am pretty much over it.
You will love having brothers! It is the best 🙂
If we decide to have a third (which would be the last…if we even have a third), I think I might would mourn a bit over not having a girl. I think that’s natural for most women. But, there wasn’t the least bit of disappointment this time; which truthfully surprised me.