Thoughts on having a baby boy

Confession: Originally, I wanted a girl. Not only did I want a girl, but when I was first pregnant I was POSITIVE that it was a girl. Mother's intuition and all that. In fact, in my mind finding out gender at the mid-way ultrasound was a mere formality. That is, until the tech announced, "And there's your little boy!" and in shock I responded "wha- really? it's a BOY??? I don't know what to do with a boy!"

Fortunately, I came around. Being pregnant with a boy put Michael and I on more equal footing because I have zero experience with baby boys, so I think that helped Michael feel more involved with the pregnancy because he could participate more in picking out baby things and in dreaming about raising a little boy.

It wasn't long before I was THRILLED to be having a little boy! What fun! I couldn't imagine ever wanting anything else and was already so in love with the little boy kicking at my belly. And I used all those emergency ultrasounds at the end to make sure it was STILL a boy because I was scared that he would come out and be a girl! In fact, when Bennett was born the first thing I said was "it's still a boy!" and I definitely can't imagine having any other baby but him.

Plus there is definitely something archaic about being able to hand a newborn baby to your husband and say "here is your son." Maybe it's just because I'm obsessed with Henry VIII era stuff and of course practically the only goal in life then was to have a male heir. At any rate, it has been very heartwarming and satisfying to watch how much Michael has already bonded with his little boy. I know he would have loved a girl too but he does adore his son and says so multiple times a day :) Maybe we'll have a girl someday but honestly, now that I know how much fun baby boys are I wouldn't mind always having boys!