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Why I’ve Decided I’m OK With A House Full of ALL Boys (*sigh*)

I glanced back from the front passenger’s seat of the car. “Hey R, do you need a tissue? Don’t pick your boogers.”

N, two years old, chimed in. “Booger song! Booger song. Boo-oo-ger soo-ng!”

It was just another typical Sunday drive to church. We were lucky to quiet the Booger Song serenade and stifle the laughter just as we walked through the church doors and sat quietly in our pew.

So goes our life. Our life with all boys. My husband leaned over and whispered his usual comments in situations such as this. “Maybe three boys is good. Maybe we have our hands full enough. Maybe we should be done.” Then came my typical retort. “But what about that little girl??”

I can’t tell you how often we had this conversation this past year. We have been so blessed with three great kids. All boys. Coming from a family of just one sister, this was an entirely new can of worms (both figuratively and literally) for me. I absolutely love being a mom to boys. They are so much fun! But my thoughts have always been that we’d have at least one little girl.

IMG_1951As our conversations on such things became more and more serious, the realization came that even if we did have a fourth, there was no guarantee that a girl was in our future. “But what it we have a boy? Or…what if we have twin boys?” my husband would question. In the end, I realized that I had to decide if I would be as thrilled about bringing another boy (or the unlikely twin two?) into this world as I would a girl. It took time, but my answer: yes.

IMG_1529We find out in just a couple short weeks if we are bringing another crawfish catcher or a new crawfish catcher-ette to our family. Here’s some conclusions I’ve come to if we don’t get that girl I’ve had pictured in my mind, and why I’ve decided I’m fine with a house full of boys.

IMG_22131. People look at a mom of all boys like a superhero. She can do anything. Anything! (Either that or she’s looked at like she’s crazy.)

2. We don’t do Dora at our house. Or Frozen. We just don’t. I’m afraid I’d have a mutiny on my hands if anything of that sort changed.

3. I’m fluent in pirate vernacular. Barbie talk, not so much.

4. Honestly, three older brothers? That poor girl!

20140330_1748435. She would have to more-than-occasionally put up with lovely renditions of “The Booger Song,” not to mention countless other boyish annoyances.

IMG_12986. With all the camo we have in closets, she’s bound to have to dress in those greens and browns at least while she’s young and doesn’t have a say. She would always be mistaken as a boy. OR…

IMG_0931IMG_0861IMG_08687. …I’ve been so girl-deprived for so many years, I’d go crazy buying girly dresses that we’d have no money left.

8. Boys with broken noses? I think I can deal with it. Girls with broken hearts? Hmm. I’m not so sure.

9. I’m outnumbered. It’s a fact. We’d have to have THREE girls to level the playing field. Three. Probably not going to happen. Why even try?

10. We’ve had three times to choose names for girls that didn’t come. We have a list of girl’s names we can’t decide on a mile long. Boy’s names? We have one. Done.

11. You mean you have to actually brush a girl’s hair every day??

IMG_0632Of course, If we go in and get a glimpse at a little boy on the monitor I will probably cry. But let’s be honest. I’ll probably cry if lo and behold this baby’s a girl.

I’ll cry if it’s a girl, I’ll cry if it’s a boy.

And my poor husband won’t have a clue of what to do with his bawling, blubbering wife…which is maybe just another good reason to have another boy. He just might go crazy with TWO emotional basket-case girls running around our house.

Ok, ok. I’m not sure I’m fully convinced. But I DO know that each time I’ve held that little boy in my arms for the very first time, my heart has been full. Each time I know that I love him to the moon and back, and that could never change. Each time I’ve realized that God knows far better what my life needs than I know myself. I know that whether this one is a boy or a girl, healthy or not, it really doesn’t matter. We will bring our baby into our home filled with legos, dinosaurs, and cars and we will be thankful beyond description that he, or maybe (just maybe) she, is in our lives.

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Thanks to katiejanephotos.blogspot.com for the cute picture. 🙂

…In case you missed it…We’re having baby number 4! Read HERE

…And some of my thoughts last year on life with all boys. Read HERE

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