Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Mommy to a boy means..

"Mommy of a boy" inventory- 

He has...
10(current) bruises. 
A body rash of unknown origin. 
Cracked toes from insistant bare feet. 
A skinned knee.
A goose-egg. 
A seriously burned hand. 
A stabbed eyeball by a cabinet door.
A bloody toe nail.
Full face scratch
Stabbed by an evergreen leaf. 
Sliced thumb from our ornamental grass.  
 
(On paper this looks even worse huh?)
All this while having a mom who never blinks or leaves his side yet he still manages all these injuries... (This week alone).

A friend commented that this made her nervous bc she has a newborn boy to which i replied, 

" Get nervous! but i will say p has been roudy and nonstop literally since birth! He yelled til he walked then ran then jumped! Haha so im sure every boy is diff' but its def a boy thing if you ask me  they dont know the delicate walk of a female. as my mom says "its all about the jump". they must jump everywhere and off everything! He doesnt walk up to me he runs to me with arms out and im welcomed with big pushes shoves and hits - not in anger just happiness. Im tackled and climbed on nonstop. Its so diff than girls"

And my mom is right, its def all about the jump! You jump everywhere on everything including me! You welcome me with love wrapped in roudy energy with arms wrapping me tightly for piggy back rides, to be flipped upside down like a possum ( for which you then play dead), tobe clamped   tightly shut bc " mommy youre a venus fly trap- eat me!", to be tickled, to be rough housed, and to be cuddled. I literally can not imagine anything else better in this world than the rowdy, rowdy, full speed ahead,nobstop action   of my boy. Thank goodness for so called unanswered prayers. I wouldnt trade this boy for a sea of girls! I know girls are just as lovely, but i cant believe the beauty of a little boy, my little boy!









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