Whenever I see gender reveal parties online there always seems to be a lot more cheer when "It's a GIRL!" Finding out we were having a boy, both times, didn't make me sad. I was overjoyed. Believe it or not I've always imagined myself as a boy mom. Since I grew up in a house of sisters and with a single mom I always wondered what it would be like to be around boys. I never imagined how much I was going to learn when I had two of my own. With two sons, Nick I am surrounded by everything BOY. From the way they go potty, and their love for dirt, to their energy levels. Both of my boys have different personalities but their love for all things boy are so much alike.
On any given drive with Calvin, I am lectured on what types of tractors we see, trucks, cars, even flags and the types of city workers (firefighter! police man! construction worker!). Whether I like it or not, I have been trained in a whole new language and it revolves around the world of boyhood. I know different kinds of bugs, types of airplanes, and my son begs me on a daily basis to go to the tire store to buy a set of NEW TIRES! Now don't get me wrong, I would have loved to have a baby girl to spoil with cute bows and ruffled socks, but I love that I get to venture into a whole new world through raising both Calvin and Max.
As the boys get older, I know we have a tremendous amount of responsibility to raise them up to become gentlemen. To show them how to respect, love, and to be a gracious. We will have to help them learn how to be gentle with a woman and how to respect and care for others properly. I want them to know it's okay to cry and to show some emotion, with the right people at the right time. For them to not be afraid to take a stand on something and that it's okay to not be popular or praised all the time. I look forward to taking them on mommy-son dates where I can show them how to hold the door and to give a sincere compliment. I hope that they will grow up to be godly men who still want to give their mom a kiss even though she's "old," and will clue me in on their conversations and adventures.
Ever since having Calvin and Max, I now have a whole new outlook on weddings. I used to always watch the reaction of the bride and her dad during their father-daughter dance or would admire the dresses of the bridal party. But now, I cry at the mother-son dance and I love to watch the grooms response to first seeing his wife walk down the aisle. This is what being a boy mom has done to me. You better believe I will be a balling, hysterical MESS on their respective wedding days.
As with motherhood, there is always some new terrain to learn up ahead. With each stage the boys go through I am so thankful for the many moms who have come alongside me to encourage, give gentle rebuke, and give guidance. I am constantly reminded that I'm not on this journey alone. My prayer is that Calvin and Max will never know a day without Christ, that they would receive the promise signified by their baptisms by faith alone in Christ alone, and that they would always know how much I love them.
What do your kids teach you? Did you always think you would get all boys or all girls, or one of each?