The Boy

Most of you who know me know that I did not want to have a boy.

Let's take a walk down memory lane. When I was pregnant with Maddie, we chose not to find out the sex. My entire pregnancy, I was told by many people that I was definitely having a boy. I think it was the way I was carrying. I was all belly and all the predictions were boy, boy, boy. However, my mommy intuition told me it was a girl. Sure enough, I was right, when little Maddie popped out - FEMALE - not male!

I was relieved. I really wanted a little girl and truthfully, I wasn't sure what I would do with a boy!

Fast forward 3 years. I got pregnant again. This time we chose to find out the sex. In the weeks leading up to finding out, I was convinced I was having a girl. After all, I was meant to give birth to girls! Right? Maddie needed a sister, I had all the girl clothing and it was just how it was going to be! Right? Wrong. We found out it was a boy. I have to say I was in a bit of shock. A boy? What the heck? What do I do with a boy??? Now my dreams were shattered of Maddie having a sisterly bond. Visions of family pictures of my 2 girls were thrown out the window. How would it be having a girl and a boy? The whole thing really threw me for a loop.

By the time I gave birth, I had accepted the fact that I was having a boy. Thankfully I had tons of friends who had just given birth to boys. They told me that having a boy was the best thing. Boys love their moms. Boys are more laid back. Boys are less dramatic. I listened - but I was skeptical. Very doubtful. Very - let's say - unconvinced about this boy thing.

Then December 12th came. Aidan arrived. All boy. Very cute. Very sweet, and I fell in love. Immediately. Now I knew what all my friends meant. Having a boy is the best. And having one of each is the best. I am truly blessed with my beautiful Madeleine, and my sweet, sweet little Aidan.