I never really bought into the line, “Boys are so much busier than girls.” I mean, how different could they really be?
Well, let’s just say the good Lord quickly humbled me when I brought forth my son, Bowen. Of course he started out sweet and cuddly just like my little girls had… but as soon as he could move (which was much earlier than my girls) my life drastically changed. I finally realized what people meant when they were baby-proofing their homes. I learned that the time he would spend sitting quietly on my lap would be limited. I found that my baby would be enamored with loud noises, rougher play and toilets. I realized that doing chores and taking a shower would scarcely happen. My life changed the moment Bowen was laid in my arms.
I don’t mean to make it sound all bad. I absolutely adore my little boy! He makes me laugh, and I love that he is all boy. However, it was a huge parenting adjustment for me. Lately, I have found myself trying to embrace these differences. The last thing I want to do is force my curious boy to sit and play quietly like his sisters. He is a boy… and someday my boy will be a man! I want to reinforce his curiosity and vigor for life! I want him to be confident in who he is.
I am learning to soak up the sweet, cuddly moments with him. When I rock my boy at night… he loves when I tickle his face with my hair. It melts me. At the same time, I love wrestling him to the ground and hearing his giggle. He loves doing anything crazy… so I find myself getting a great workout from chasing him down the block or throwing him high into the air! I know each of these moments are fleeting… AND oh how I will miss them!