From the moment I found out I was pregnant with Clayton I knew I wanted a baby boy. Obviously I would’ve been happy either way, but I just felt something in my heart that said I was made to be a boy mom, and boy am I glad God agreed.
So naturally I was ecstatic when I learned Clayton was getting a bother, and when Austin was born I had an overwhelming amount of love for MY BOYS. I would day dream about all the adventures they would share together, and all the trouble the two of them would stir up.
As you can imagine, I have learned a lot about being a boy mom in my short three or so years. So heres a few tricks you might want in your back pocket:
- ALWAYS have food on hand, and I stress ALWAYS. While you’re at it you mid as well keep a cooler of gatorade and waters in your trunk next to the bin of snacks. I swear boys are born with tapeworms.
- Were programmed to think little boys love building things, WRONG they love destroying things YOU build. So don’t spend the time making sure the lego mansion you build has color coordinating brickwork like I used to do- they don’t care!
- Do not buy the fancy kitchen table with the overpriced fabric covered chairs, better yet don’t also buy the matching dining room set..because nothing can keep them from spaghetti stains, mud and blood stains, and the ever so dreaded slime messes they imbed in the fabric.
- Prepare yourself ahead of time for the amount of boy parts youll see running around your house, I too freaked at the beginning, but its normal- just roll with it- but do teach them boundaries. Nobody wants a phone call because timmy showed the class his pee-pee at recess.
- Brothers want to do everything the other is doing, and have everything the other is currently holding onto. If you can manage, have two of the favorites- its not worth the fights!
- The noise..all the damn noise..you get used to it, but it will drive you crazy so make sure you have an arsenal of your drink of choice, lucky for me Im not picky so we keep plenty of vodka and wine at our bar.
Now don’t get me wrong, boys aren’t all crazy chaotic little creatures 24/7. There will be rare moments where they will want to hold your hand and watch their favorite movie or they’ll beg you to lay with them for ” twos minutes” when you put them to bed. Which leads me to my best piece of advice…
Do it! Sleep in their bed, drop the chores for the night and hold their hand while watching that same power ranger episode for the 87th time, and cherish every little minute ( trust me I know its hard when they are A-holes 96% of the time). As Clayton has gotten older I have realized he won’t always want to do those things with me AND THAT MAKES ME SO SAD, but also extremely happy because right now he does- and thats all the matters.
