Being super honest today.
When I found out I was having a boy, I was all ... no, let's check again, mr. ultra sound tech.
But he was a boy! There was no denying it.
I never thought I'd make a good boy mama. I just thought I'd have girls.
Realistically I knew there was a pretty darn good chance my little bub was going to be a boy.
BUT as a pregnant woman I wasn't quite in reality. I definitely dipped my toes into some kind of crazy hormone induced bod for a while there.
And then a few other people confided in me that they felt the same way. Maybe I wasn't crazy, or I just found a sub-group that's just as crazy as I am.
But he's here. And it's true, whatever you have, it is the BEST. Baby boys are now the worlds greatest thing on earth. There is nothing better. I could care less about bows and smocked dresses. And I'm a girl who is every inch a girl. I can even foresee the future of WANTING to attend baseball games, and being actually INTO them. If he's involved, whatever it is, it might just turn into my new favorite sport/thing/whatever it is.
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