I LOVE THIS BOY

Thursday, September 07, 2006

such a boy

i am watching my son play next to me on the coach, he is surrounded by 7 matchbox cars( five more than he can hold) as he makes rummm-rummm noises. and i can't help but wonder, how did i get such a boy? i am sure i am not the only mom who has had this thought, i know it is not original, but i am so struck by it that i immediately started writing.

i knew months before my ultrasound that he was a boy, i had a dream i was driving and looked into the back seat at a little boy who looked just like my husband, and i was right, i have a little boy who looks just like my husband. he was supposed to be a girl, in my family we always have girls first and even my husband has an older sister, but i knew...this one was a boy, breaking the generations old birth order, girl-boy-boy.

i watch this little boy run and climb and bruise himself almost daily, he climbs the chairs and the coffee table, he wrestles and rides the dog, i have turned into the kind of mom who wrestles and runs around the house playing i'm gonna get that bum....he loves to throw, anything and everything, while driving i hear ohhhhh caahhrrr from the back seat while he points out every moving vehicle we drive by...

yesterday he brought me a toy to fix so i pulled out a screwdriver to change the batteries, i was doing this on the island so he could not see what i was doing. he went to the cupboard pulled out a different screwdriver turned another toy upside down and started to try to remove the screws. (we have since moved the tools)

even his hugs are rough, he climbs me like a jungle gym, grabs my hair with both hands and pulls me in as hard as he can.....i love it.

he is always surprising me, pushing me to be a different mom then i thought i would be because if he likes bugs(and he does) i will show them too him, if he wants to wrestle i will, if he wants to push cars and trucks around i will, i will sit on my front steps with my hair a mess and in pajamas so that he can watch the garbage truck or the milk truck. i will buy the pajamas covered in cars...that he is wearing right now....so he can look down and be delighted when he notices.

i am a mom of a BOY.... and i wouldn't have it any other way!

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