…until I had two boys.
Look. I’m the first to admit I can be ridiculous. But even I couldn’t anticipate how quickly I’d 180 on the whole boys business.
It was palpable, my disappointment over having another son. It wasn’t something I tried to hide. Sure, I figured it’d grow on me eventually. But I didn’t expect to so completely love the idea of having only sons.
But literally the moment I held Ascher, I couldn’t imagine it any other way. And while it’s only been weeks as a family of two boys, the idea has only grown and taken hold.
These days when I think of the possibility of having a daughter, it’s more of the shrug, yeah that could be nice I guess variety. Now, instead, I think of how nice it’d be having three, maybe even four boys! It’d be such a blessing, that I really hope that’s what we’ll get. I grin at the thought of watching a household of boys grow up. And the idea of being the only girl in the house? What was once so sad a mental picture, is something that brings a smile to my face.
Funny how things turn out huh?