OM :: The Life with Boys

Overall, it’s been a fun week on vacation in Colorado with lots of activities and mostly fine weather. What I forget before coming here twice a year is that I will be the lone female. Three adult males and two little boys all living in the same space with me.

I’ve mentioned that as a child I envied boys their freedom. To always wear pants/shorts, take shirts off and never reminded to be “ladylike,” I thought they had it made. I wished I were a boy on many occasions, but knew that was impossible. I have a distinct memory of making a wish for all boys when I became a mom in the future. Ha!

Between protecting my space in the common bathroom, eyes always looking to me for meal planning and the general mess in every area, I realized that boys are wondrous. I don’t understand them all the time and I sometimes long for a female ear or a commiserating female look, but on the whole, I really enjoy the difference between us. Even with towels and shoes on the floor, clothes used for napkins and the irritating smacking of lips by both old and young men, I can sit back and revel in boy joy.

I’ve never been a mom who wanted a girl and ended up with two boys. I’m a mom who is very happy to have two healthy, wonderful, mysterious creatures. A pretty good moment that can last a lifetime.


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4 Responses to OM :: The Life with Boys

  1. I’m glad you had a nice vacation.

    I was always one of the boys growing up (still am more so than one of the girls). I always wanted boys myself and am happy to have them. It is nice to be reminded of that.

  2. I felt the same way. Always wanted boys, was thrilled to have one despite his man-ic behavior. I feared having a girl, but as it turns out they are fun, too. My little girl can hold her own with any boy which gives me confidence that she’ll grow up to be a great mom/friend/lover/colleague to those mysterious humans with a Y chromosone someday.

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