I’ve always heard being a boy mom is not for the faint of heart. Well until you live it you don’t get just how true that really is. I’ve been a boy mom for 15 months, and wow all I have to say is they aren’t lying. Every day I lose about 10% of life. Sutton does things that he thinks are funny. These actions quite literally make me hold my breath.
It didn’t really start until he realized he had the freedom of walking. He had the freedom to get to where he wanted to go by himself. He thinks he can ride everything like a horse. That has me needing my own oxygen tank. I need it to carry around. It’s so funny though. No matter what happens or what he gets into, he literally gets up with a furrowed brow. Even when something bucks him off, he literally gets up. Then he busts out laughing. Whilst I’m turning blue, crying and probably hurting myself more trying to keep him from hurting himself. I’m pretty sure he’s made of rubber. LOL!!
I grew up with two younger sisters. My middle sister was just as much of a boy as a boy gets. She was in the middle of every mud puddle. She rode everything like a horse. I mean, she would even act like a horse or a dog while playing house. So to say that being a boy mom isn’t for the faint of heart, isn’t always true. I am pretty sure my mom felt the same as I do when Sutton acts crazy, when Sydney acted crazy.
So while I don’t truly believe boys act differently than girls. I do believe boys know exactly what will keep their mamas on their toes. They do just that. BUT!!!! Boys have another side that girls don’t. As a daughter to a mama who raised all girls, I know this firsthand.
Boys love their mama’s with a love so sweet. When I was pregnant, I really wanted a girl. I partly felt this way because I didn’t think I could’ve handled a boy. Additionally, our family’s don’t have any girls on either side. I honestly wanted to be the one that changed that, selfishly. When we found out we were having a boy, every mama I talked to told me, “boys love their mamas.” They were right. There is just some kind of bond that a mom and son share. Some people may say you spend more time with him than Mathew. Others might say you are too easy on him. They may even say you give him all he wants, yada yada yada. It is none of those things. Since the day we brought him home, I knew we would be close. I knew we would have the best relationship. Now that may change as he gets older. I hope that it doesn’t. There will always be a special bond deep down.
For now, I am going to enjoy everything Sutton throws at me. Whether it’s trying to climb the back of the couch or giving hugs and singing with me. He is truly what my heart needed and I am so happy chose me to be his mama! This adventure just keeps getting better. I can’t wait to share with you all the fun of being a cowboy’s mama!
Hug, Sam.
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