My boy

There was a time not so long ago that all  I could think of was a little girl.  A sweet little baby girl to dress up in florals and headbands.  A little girl that would be nothing but tutus and dresses and cute little accessories.  All I've ever known is baby girls...my sissy, my friend's babies, my sissy's babies, Mike's sister's babies.

Until my baby boy.

I have never loved anyone so much in my life.  And I can no longer imagine what in the world we would have done if we had a baby girl.  I love that I have a little man to raise, to teach how to treat his mama and any other woman he will meet.  I love that he's rough, but loves to come in for a quick squeeze from me while he's playing.  I thought nothing could melt my heart like seeing Mike love on a baby girl.  Until I saw him love on our baby boy.  He absolutely adores our little man and is the best daddy to him.  He's going to teach him to work hard and play hard, just like he does.

I love my boy.  I know if we're fortunate enough to have another baby someday, and if it turns out we are blessed with a girl, we will love her just as much.  But for now, I am cherishing my baby - who is nothing but all boy - and loving every minute of being his mama (even the monkey-screeching moments).