Momma to a Little Man

Back in August, Elizabeth from Chasin' Mason was so sweet and asked if I would partake in her Boy Mom Series. I kindly obliged. I'm hopeful you were able to check that post out, but if not, I'd love to share it today.

We'd like to expand our little family one of these days, and I don't want to forget the feelings of being a mommy to a boy, because what if some day I'm mommy to a girl, too?! (And, nope, not preggo…)

Beings as I'm mommy to a rambunctious, vivacious, temper tantrum-throwing little boy, I found it entirely fitting to share a few thoughts on life with my little man…

When we discovered we were pregnant it was quickly decided that we I wanted to find out whether Baby Macke was a boy or a girl. The true reality was I just wanted a healthy baby. But, that's not to say internally I didn't flip-flop on whether I was excited about pink and princesses and frills, or blue and dirt and trucks.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't dream of picking out all those adorable little girl clothes that seemed to occupy 99% of the baby aisles and baby stores. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't secretly planning a shabby chic nursery in my head. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to princesses and fairies and butterflies. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited about mommy-daughter days filled with manicures and pedicures, and day trips to the mall.

Then the announcement came that Baby M was a boy. I turned to my husband with tears of joy and said, "You're getting your boy!" And, while I was truly elated, a little piece of me was ever so slightly sad. I thought I might be missing out.

Marcus arrived on his own terms. He was breech, he was big, he was strong, and I was instantly over the moon in love with him.

We quickly adapted to life as a family of three. I quickly became acquainted with the world of boys; the sweet, silly, dirty, loud, crazy, exciting, trying, perfect moments that are only made possible with a little boy.

I'm amazed at what Marcus has taught me in just two and a half short years:

• Little boy clothing is irresistible, especially if there's a mini bow tie, hat, or suspenders involved.
• Nautical inspired rooms are as fun to create as any shabby chic one.
• Trucks, and trains, and cars are much more fun that I'd ever imagined.
• Mommy-son dates are full of energy, and ice cream.
• Bumps and scrapes are the norm. And kissing them to make them all better is one of the most rewarding parts of the mommy job.
• Some of the best hugs and kisses come from a face full of dirt.
• Days of endless outdoor play are the best.
• I have a pretty big job to fill if I want Marcus to understand honesty, loyalty, compassion, and empathy.
• If I want Marcus to be respectful and truthful I'd better lead with a good example.
• I couldn't possibly love him anymore than I already do.

There is so much I thought I was going to teach Marcus. In reality, I'm the one who is learning so much from my little man.

Being a boy mom is really pretty awesome. And, as it turns out, there isn't a single thing I'm missing out on. Life is full, and complete, and amazing. I'm so blessed to be a mommy to this little boy.

I hope you'll swing by the Elizabeth at Chasin' Mason to see what she, and other boy moms are up to!