“No girls allowed!” That’s a popular saying I hear frequently in my house. As a mom of three boys, it comes with the territory. Even our dog is a boy, so I’m way outnumbered. I wear my “Boy Mom” badge very proudly though. I was very fortunate in that during all three of my pregnancies, I never wanted a baby girl. Don’t get me wrong; I would’ve been happy either way, but God never put the burning desire in my heart for a daughter. My husband felt the same way, so we never had an ounce of disappointment each time the ultrasound tech said, “It’s a boy!”
I was always ready to celebrate bringing another sweet boy into the world, but for some reason, lots of people assumed I was upset at the news.
For many people in our day and age, having a girl is the goal of motherhood. I don’t say that as a blanket statement — I know lots of people don’t feel that way. After having three boys myself though, you wouldn’t believe the amounts the comments I’ve received about not giving birth to a daughter. I know people don’t mean anything by it, but it can be a bit hurtful. For some reason, they think my boys aren’t enough for me. During one of my pregnancies, I even had a close family member tell me they were praying I’d have a girl. My sweet husband stepped in and said, “How about you just pray for a healthy baby?” Needless to say, we were a bit taken back by that statement.
Another popular question I was asked after delivering every baby boy was, “So, are you going to try for a girl next?” That one always shocked me a bit, too. I never felt the need to add more children to our family in hopes of having a girl. When my husband and I decided it was time to have another baby, we did it because we wanted to add whatever child God gave us to our family…not a specific gender. When we’re out in public, we also hear, “Three boys and no girls? You must have your hands full!” constantly. We just smile and agree. Truth be told though, we’d have our hands full with three girls. Children are children and are exhausting no matter what. I know most people just say these things out of harmless curiosity, but it implies that I just won’t be happy having all boys. Let me tell you: that’s about the farthest thing from the truth.
Boys are amazing, and I’m so fulfilled in my roll as an “all boy mom.”
I know many people think I’m missing out on playing house, mother/daughter pampering, and dress-up, but I get to do really cool varieties of that stuff with my boys. Instead of playing with a dollhouse, we build forts, play with train tracks or fire stations, and build Legos. Instead of dressing up in princess costumes, we dress up as our favorite super hero and have sword fights. When it comes to pampering time, I leave them with my husband and sneak out on my own. Let’s all be honest here…it’s nice to get some pampering done sans children, no matter what gender they are.
Another misconception I believe people have is that moms don’t want to partake in all the manly, outdoor activities boys do. My boys are currently into fishing, hiking, tennis, golf, swimming, and bike riding. You know what? I’m into all of those things too. Besides getting a fish off of a hook, I will happily join in any of those pastimes with my little men. Boys are pretty easy to entertain, but they turn even the simplest things into a grand adventure. Some of my favorite family memories involve hiking and throwing rocks. My husband is the “boy” expert, but I love tagging along on the adventures. Watching him build special relationships with our sons is something else that’s pretty amazing; there’s nothing like living in a house full of men and seeing them all learn and grow together.
Many people also think that as my boys get older, they won’t be as close to me as a daughter would be. You know what? That can happen with any child, no matter if they are a boy or a girl. You build a relationship with the child, not the gender. Right now, I feel like my relationships with my sons are pretty tight, so I don’t worry about what the future will hold. I can’t wait to see the men they grow up to be. No matter what, I’ll still be their mother.
And last, but not least, boys love their mommas something fierce. They are my biggest fans, my brave little protectors, and care for me on a level that I could’ve never imagined possible. Right now, I’m their favorite person. I know as they get older, they’ll want to do more “guy” things with my husband, but for the time being, I’m their girl. They are ready to fight for me at the drop of a hat, and they give me the best snuggles I could ever ask for. I was their first love, and it’s so comforting to know that I’ll have three handsome men to care for me as I grow older. Who in the world wouldn’t want that?
Such a sweet sweet article I was never blessed with a son. My later mother in law always told me a mother never knew the love of a child until she had a son , I was blessed with two great fine daughters and am grateful, I read with interest about all you mothers of sons and are thankful you are raising future great dads and husbands, THANKS
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