We had a gender party to find out if Little Man was a boy or a girl. For four days after our ultrasound we waited to cut open the cake and see if it was pink or blue inside. Would I be a boy mom or a girl mom? Would our lives be filled with nights of baseball or evening tea parties?
My guess: Boy
My husbands guess: Girl
At the end of the day we were HAPPY with either gender and excited about the little bundle coming our way. At the time we had two nieces and our time with kids involved princesses and ponies. As soon as we cut the cake open, we opened ourselves up to an entire new world.
That night I officially became a boy mom. I heard from countless people how much fun little boys are, how sweet they are and how much energy they have. As far as I was concerned, I was just happy that he was healthy.
Lessons I’ve Learned as A Boy Mom
As Little Man’s personality has developed over the last few years, I have found that so many people were right but in ways I never expected. It isn’t always about the constantly messy clothes or the fact that everything stems from superheroes. There are good days and bad days but even on the worst of the days I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
The best types of “treats” are $0.89 hot wheels cars at the grocery store checkout.
Seriously though. Before Little Man was old enough to voice his opinion about the grocery store, I always laughed at the fact that they snuck a few toys in the check out line. I knew one day I would be sucked into it, but I had no idea how much entertainment one little car can provide.
We have hot wheels cars stashed all over the house but that one little car can keep him occupied for a good 15 minutes. In toddler time that is an eternity.
“Just teach him to aim at the Cheerios” doesn’t work for every boy.
Little Man takes the cake when it comes to being stubborn while potty training. If I had a quarter for everyone who told me to use Cheerios I would be rich. For now, “Just aim for the Cheerios” didn’t make the cut in motivation.
A year later I’m ready to share my favorite potty training essentials.
Baseball really does go past dark.
Last year was the first year Little Man got into sports. It really took us most of the summer to get there but by the end of the summer our evenings ended way after the sun went down with a spotlight going in the back to play baseball. I know it is only the beginning and I can’t wait until we actually have warmer weather to play outside consistently.
Optimus Prime. Spiderman. Ninja Turtles. PJ Mask. The list goes on.
I am pretty sure there is a new character every day that I am attempting to keep up with. For awhile I had the Disney princesses down but these days those are the furthest thing from my mind.
He still loves to help in the kitchen.
Despite every stereotype out there, there is no doubt that one of our favorite activities is baking or cooking in the kitchen. Weekend Waffles are our favorite but we also like to sneak some brownies in too.
Just accept that your energy level will never be enough.
6 cups of coffee and I still can’t keep up with him. His energy is never ending and I LOVE it…except at 10pm when he still isn’t ready for bed. There is bouncing on the bed, running circles around the house, zooming cars up and down the living room, building train tracks, running the bases and shooting hoops. Then the cycle starts all over.
There is no such thing as too many snuggles.
Despite his never ending energy, absolutely nothing beats snuggling up with him at the end of the day. He is a little sweetheart and is very much a Mama’s boy.
Each day as Little Man learns new things, I feel like I learn along with him. Potty training aside we have learned a lot in the last three years. It is a good thing too… He’s going to have to pass a lot of knowledge on soon….
This Fall it all changes when he becomes a Big Brother. His Little Brother is going to have a lot to learn, really fast. I am officially a boy mom of two sweet little boys.