When you find out you're going to have a third son, you go through a lot of emotions. Most of all dread.
After having our two crazy boys, I hoped I had paid my dues. I hoped that I would defy statistics and we would end up with a girl. No. That was dumb.
We didn't even have a boy name picked. We used up the two good ones on our other boys.
Then there's anger. Son of a bitch now I'm never going to have a girl because I will not be having 4 kids.
And sadness..... I'll never have a little girl. Now I'll only be surrounded by smelly, loud, obnoxious boys my entire life.
And then you read all the other "boy mom" blogs/articles, watch the videos, read the memes, and you realize that all you've done is complain about having another baby.
I know there are so many women who are unable to bear children. Who long for just one, no matter the sex. And here I am bitching about having three healthy boys.
So, I am looking to the bright side. I am going to be the only female surrounded by four adoring men. We all know the bond between a mom and her son. I get that three times. I will always be protected. I will always be laughing. And yes, I will deal with lots of pee on the ground, lots of fart/burp/puke jokes. I will always have loud fighting (both play and real) in my house. I will be forever stressed that in their rough housing something or someone is going to get broken.
But, I will never be without love. And there is nothing better than that.
