When the ultrasound technician told me in the fall of 2007 that ‘peanut’ was a boy, my jaw hit the floor. A boy?! How would I raise a son? I don’t know the first thing about little boys! It never once crossed my mind that I’d have anything other than a girl. I’d even purchased a few dresses in anticipation. Of course the gender was largely irrelevant– all I wanted was a healthy child– yet I was still stunned. Would we have anything in common? Convinced Will would have to teach me everything, I wanted to bring my own ‘knowledge’ to the table, so I began frantically consulting mothers about their sons.
More than three years later, I could not imagine having anything but a little brother for Adam. The bond between a mother and her son is like nothing else. Girls?! What high maintenance little women, destined to evolve into bratty teenagers with smart mouths that are mortified by their parentals. Can I be the best possible mother to my daughter in a world where females face unique challenges? Is she going to adore me the way my son does?
She’s here now. I can’t imagine it any other way. I have the best of BOTH worlds….a precious son and a precious daughter. I am so blessed. Adam and Tatum fulfill me in ways I cannot even begin to describe and I eagerly anticipate every single day with my precious children.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,