Boy, oh boy, oh boy

Today I'm so glad to be participating in a virtual baby shower for one of my very first blog friends as she welcomes her third child -- and her first boy!  Feel free to check out Shower Central over at Kristen's place, or head over to Julie's place to congratulate her directly.

Our task for this shower?  A post about rearing, raising, chasing, or enjoying little boys.  Hmmmm.  Well, here goes.

When I was pregnant for the first time, I was CERTAIN I'd be giving birth to a baby boy.  I had no definitive information to lead me to that conclusion -- we were determined to be surprised at the baby's birth -- but I just FELT like I was having a boy.   

(In fact, though the few baby outfits that I bought were mostly generic, one of my favorites was an adorable light blue overall set with a matching cowboy onesie.  I just knew my son would look great in that outfit.)

Well.  You know what happened there.  Mimi is most certainly not a boy.  And yes, whenever Mimi wore that cowboy set, I'd invariably get the comment "What a cute little boy!" 

Hmm.  I guess I could see why they'd make that mistake.

With the second pregnancy, we again deferred our knowledge of the baby's sex until the moment of birth, when our overeager anaestheseologist scooped our obstetrician with his announcement: "It's a girl!"  And I have to admit, I was pretty relieved.  I KNEW all about girls -- or at least one particular girl who was closely related to this new baby.  I would not have to try and unravel the mystery of baby boys.   (I am sure you also know this feeling.)

So this is the sum total of what I know about boys: zilch, zero, nada.  I really can't help you in any way, shape, or form with the boy thing.   Sorry.  I hear that baby boys are all snips and snails and puppydog tails, but I cannot confirm or deny those particular allegations.

But let me leave you with the words of my cousin Jane.  She's one of four girls, who now has two little girls of her own.  I was talking to Jane shortly after her older sister found out she was expecting a baby boy.

"A boy in the family -- can you believe it!"  Jane told me excitedly.  "We're really excited, but mostly curious.  We really can't wait to see what boys are like."

Jane definitely had the right idea, I've decided.  Baby boys and baby girls really may not be different at all.  But what fun it will be for you to find out -- the best kind of adventure!

Julie -- Wishing you and Kyle every happiness in the world as you welcome your baby boy to the family!  Lots of love from our family to yours. 

Comments

[mayberry]

Thanks for playing! I am sure Mimi looked adorable in her cowboy duds.

[AB]

Good words and wise thoughts. Coming from a family of all girls I just assumed I'd have at least one. In retrospect, three boys fits me just fine. I'm participating in the virtual shower too!

[Jenny]

Amen!

[Julie]

Curious - you said it! I can't help but be excited to see what it's like to have a boy.

Thanks Nancy - xoxoxo to you.

[ali]

in the beginning the pecker is the only difference...but then the differences become INSANE!!

[Cheryl]

Funny. I just birthed the first baby granddaughter on either side of the clan, and we had the same thought... I wonder what baby girls are like?

[slouching mom]

aww...i enjoyed your thoughts on this.