Thursday, May 18, 2006

What the HECK Have I Gotten Us Into???

The nursery is on the way to being complete. I've bought the first round of baby clothes and am shopping for bedding. The name is picked out and I am FREAKING OUT, people.

I"m not sure I can raise a boy. I've done all right with girls. I'm a girly-girl myself and and I love the whole twirly dress, ballet slipper, tea party gig. Love it. Now, Missy HooHaw is tough stuff and loves to rough house and play with cars and balls. But she also loves to brush hair and cuddle her baby dolls. She gets a charge out of watching me cook and playing with tupperware. Drama Queen is ALL GIRL. She's painting her nails and shopping for clothes, sampling the joys of lip gloss and pleading for "just a little glitter!"

But a boy? Urgh. See, I played soccer as kid, sort of. More like I put on the uniform and stood on the field, picking dandelions and twirling to the music in my head as the ball whizzed by. That's my sports experience in total. I never played with trucks or GI Joes. When my poor little brother wanted to play with me, we played Barbies.

I know all the wonderful books for girls to read. Eight Cousins, Nancy Drew, Trixie Belden, Ballet Shoes, and on and on. I don't know any great books for boys to read. What if he hates to read???? Even MH will sit for a half hour, looking at her board books, babbling in that curious toddler patois. What will I do with a child who turns up his nose at The Very Hungry Catepillar?

Am I worrying for nothing? I think not. I watch my friends raise their sons and think to myself, "That's not what I'm doing. Are boys really so different?" Apparently, they are. Pray for me. Daily. Without Ceasing. For I am great with child and fearful.


Blogger jennyonthespot said...

Now, don't forget the post just before this one!

Heehee! Just being a pain in the butt :)

I know this mother-boy thing will just unfold naturally and splendidly. I think (in my humble opinion) you will just be so delighted and awestruck at the differences in your kiddos. Aren't you already? Then throw a little testosterone into the mix... Here's my reality - I have the two girls and one boy. My boy is - just. like. me. just. like. me. I'm a girl! True, he prefers light sabers to lip gloss, but his boy-flavored emotion is enchanting. The way he cares for his sisters (when he's not invoking utter fear) is just about the most fulfulling thing I have ever experienced.

You're gonna rock at it. I just know it. He'll take you for a few spins and go places you may not have seen with your girls - but I know you're gonna be tickled - um - blue!!!

8:25 AM  
Blogger jen said...

I know...I know...but I'm gonna say there is a difference between negative and scared, I think. I want to generate a top ten list, but I don't have any experience in boys.

Thank you for the encouragement. It means more than you can know!

10:38 AM  
Blogger radioactive girl said...

I have 4 kids, 2 boys and 2 girls. My baby boy (ok, he's 2 but he is MY baby!) is a real "boy", but yet we still have fun together. He actually likes to help me cook, even if he does pretend the mixer is a monster truck trying to "demolish" the batter. So, he does like to hang with me, and personality wise is more like me (stubborn and opinionated) than any of my others. My oldest boy is very sensitive and sweet, but sometimes I don't know what to do with him at all. I think you will do just fine with your boy. Good luck! Plus, there is something so sweet about a little man telling you that you are "his princess". I wouldn't trade my boys for anything even though I thought I only wanted girls! Good thing we don't get to choose!

4:07 PM  
Anonymous Jennifer said...

I was scared to death to have boys. I have two now 6 and 3. I love it. They are rough and tumble sometimes and I had to give up wrestling with the older one (he's too big!), but we tickle each other a bit and give big squeezy hugs and we chase each other around the yard and we pass the soccer ball back and forth. They also surprise me with the things they love. They both love to paint with watercolors, 6 loves to draw, 3 loves to help in the kitchen. Oh, they're daddy's boys and can't wait for him to get home and throw them around, but they love their momma in a special way too.

And boy books-(mine both love love love to be read to and 6 likes to read...he's still learning), The Great Brain series, the Redwall series, the Chronicles of Narnia, Beverly Cleary-Ralph the Mouse and Henry Huggins; The Tale of Desperaux, Bartleby of the Mighty Mississipi.
Picture books- Big Truck, Little Truck; Franklin the turtle books, Jan Brett. We have a ton.

You'll do great. I'm sure you'll enjoy the differences.

12:52 PM  
Anonymous Izzy said...

I had a girl first and really wanted another girl but a boy is what I got the second time around. I thought I wouldn't know what to do with him and that I'd never be able to relate to him. But I was so wrong.

He IS very different than my daughter. That part is very true.

BUT...having had him around for almost a year now, I am thrilled to have a little boy.

The clothes are boring and sports-themed everything? Yick.

But little boys love their mothers like crazy. You can't help but be moved by that :)

1:37 PM  
Anonymous Shellie said...

I have two girls and a boy. My boy was/is sooooo much easier. Look at it this way, you don't have to get him dressed before school. Almost anything goes...i did say almost! He combs his own hair. NO glitter, NO makeup. NO ponies(by that i mean ponytails).HE loves to snuggle. He listens.NO pink.(except that pink for boys is IN now!) For me, a boy is a cakewalk. You'll do great!!

We love, love, love the Magic Tree House Series.

Good Luck,

9:11 PM  
Blogger jen said...

See? This is what I needed to hear! Thank you all for the great book recommendations!

8:06 AM  

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