Boys and Girls

Wednesday, August 20, 2014


From the moment we found out we were having a baby boy, I swear I had more people say, “Are you happy it’s a boy? Are you disappointed you’re not having a baby girl?” That’s kind of shitty, right? I swear, I could go on for days the ridiculous things people say to you without any filter from pregnancy through motherhood. But I digress..
No, I wasn’t disappointed. I had sensed all along that I was having a boy. I was excited to have a boy because to me that meant instant adventure. I remember looking up 4 year old boys snowboarding and wakeboarding and thinking, “Yep, that’s gonna be him”. But that’s not to say that I didn’t ever have thoughts of having a little girl…It had definitely crossed my mind.
Of course I want a mini-me. A miniature clone with dark hair and dark eyes to dress up and style, braid their hair, go on manicure dates, sign them up for dance classes…Show her that girls can be tough too, but that it’s okay to be girly. I still think about that—especially tonight as I packed all of Lucca’s clothes away wondering if next time around we’ll be using those clothes or I’ll be selling/donating them for a more pink colored wardrobe.
That thought is always in the back of my mind, but I’m lucky to have a son. I feel proud to continue the legacy of Greg’s family. I also look at Lucca and think that I hope he grows up to be like his dad— loving, generous, kind… Who makes his family a priority and loves his wife unconditionally. I always think of the future and what kind of person Lucca will be, and it really makes me happy to know that he has every opportunity to be a successful  in this crazy world.
I love my time with my niece, who is 6 years old. She’s girly. She’s a tomboy. She’s fearless. She’s sensitive. She’s headstrong. She’s sweet. Sometimes I think she’s just like me. I treasure that time with her because it’s a special relationship that we have. For now, I’ll enjoy our own nail salon trips, letting her steal my $30 lipstick out of my purse, and watching her embrace her own sense of style.
Maybe one day Lucca will have a sister and I’ll have a mini-me, but for now I’m completely in love with this mini version of Greg. Completely. 

Let the adventures begin…

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