17 weeks never felt so good.
Well, it finally happened. I "popped!" My belly is now completely hard and cannot be sucked in. It's not just bowel displacement anymore -- it's an actual uterus. With a baby inside.
Anyhow. Things are getting pretty exciting in my uterus. The baby's about 5 ounces in weight now, and about 5 inches long. The size of a turnip, roughly. His skeleton is changing from cartilage to bone (the better to kick me with). And his sweat glands are developing! Don't worry, Little Guy. In about 14 years, you'll get a lot of use out of them (unfortunately). Good thing for deodorant.
I'm starting to wonder about this boy thing. I was putting away some of Bubby's old things and I couldn't resist cooing over all her teensy, sweet baby girl outfits, hats, headbands, and shoes. I completely adore all the sentiments that come with girlhood. Sweet pinks, soft, airy fabrics, bright colors, sparkles. Saccharine, sugary goodness that puts a smile on every woman's face. Every time.
What do you see when you go into the baby boy section at, say, Target? Blue. Brown. Green. Maybe orange. All in cotton. No frills, no fluff, no accessories. Yawn.
Dill, on the other hand, thinks there is nothing cuter than miniature Converse sneakers (he might be right about that one).
But more important than their wardrobe, I just don't get boys. Sure, I'll get over the clothing thing. But help me, Hannah! I don't know anything about little boy thingies. You know, thingies. Something I'll have to make a very big decision about just days after his birth! And how do you handle them when they get to that crazy, unruly, break-everything-in-sight stage? And oh, the sticky, icky messes ... you all know how well I handle those.
I grew up with three younger sisters and one lone twin brother. Girl stuff -- throw anything at me and I know how to handle it. Periods? Hair styles? Bras? Boy drama? Check, check, check and check. But what do you do when you get a call from a well-meaning neighbor who says your son was seen riding his BMX bike on the playground equipment at the park (true story)? Shoot yourself? Bless my mother's heart; she handled it like a saint.
Some people say you can tell girls are more complicated than boys by looking at their outfits. Remember -- boys: no fluff, no frills, no accessories. Doesn't even have to match, really. Comfortable. Easy.
This frightened future mom to a boy is just glad she has her mom on speed dial, because she knows relatively little about the male species currently residing in her womb.
Yes, I have man parts inside me. Oy.
Please tell me it's not as scary as I'm thinking it's going to be ...
Anyhow. Things are getting pretty exciting in my uterus. The baby's about 5 ounces in weight now, and about 5 inches long. The size of a turnip, roughly. His skeleton is changing from cartilage to bone (the better to kick me with). And his sweat glands are developing! Don't worry, Little Guy. In about 14 years, you'll get a lot of use out of them (unfortunately). Good thing for deodorant.
I'm starting to wonder about this boy thing. I was putting away some of Bubby's old things and I couldn't resist cooing over all her teensy, sweet baby girl outfits, hats, headbands, and shoes. I completely adore all the sentiments that come with girlhood. Sweet pinks, soft, airy fabrics, bright colors, sparkles. Saccharine, sugary goodness that puts a smile on every woman's face. Every time.
What do you see when you go into the baby boy section at, say, Target? Blue. Brown. Green. Maybe orange. All in cotton. No frills, no fluff, no accessories. Yawn.
Dill, on the other hand, thinks there is nothing cuter than miniature Converse sneakers (he might be right about that one).
But more important than their wardrobe, I just don't get boys. Sure, I'll get over the clothing thing. But help me, Hannah! I don't know anything about little boy thingies. You know, thingies. Something I'll have to make a very big decision about just days after his birth! And how do you handle them when they get to that crazy, unruly, break-everything-in-sight stage? And oh, the sticky, icky messes ... you all know how well I handle those.
I grew up with three younger sisters and one lone twin brother. Girl stuff -- throw anything at me and I know how to handle it. Periods? Hair styles? Bras? Boy drama? Check, check, check and check. But what do you do when you get a call from a well-meaning neighbor who says your son was seen riding his BMX bike on the playground equipment at the park (true story)? Shoot yourself? Bless my mother's heart; she handled it like a saint.
Some people say you can tell girls are more complicated than boys by looking at their outfits. Remember -- boys: no fluff, no frills, no accessories. Doesn't even have to match, really. Comfortable. Easy.
This frightened future mom to a boy is just glad she has her mom on speed dial, because she knows relatively little about the male species currently residing in her womb.
Yes, I have man parts inside me. Oy.
Please tell me it's not as scary as I'm thinking it's going to be ...
It is not as scary as you think it is going to be. Boys while they have non stop energy in some ways are easier because they are boys! They are not emotional little balls ready to explode pout all day. All you have to do is give them anything with wheels and they are happy. And think, with a son you won't have to worry some day about all the boys that are chasing him and what their intentions are... he will be the one doing the chasing ;)
ReplyDeleteSo yes, you will survive and love this little guy and soon become an expert on all things boy
boys are fun! Trucks, tools, trains, etc. You can go to the store and spend less than a dollar on a hot wheels car and they are in heaven! Just be careful, they hurt when you step on them. Those and legos! OUCH!
ReplyDeleteMy boys can be super wild, but the next minute they are the most loveable kids around. You'll do great with a boy. And sweater vests with white shirts and ties are the cutest things in the world! Well besides the baby chucks that you already talked about.
I know exactly how you feel! I got worried the second we found out we were having a boy. But once that precious boy is put in your arms, you will no longer think about those things. Just take them as they come. (the headband/bow thing is kinda weird, though. I always feel like there is something missing on his head! haha).
ReplyDeleteDax man is awesome. We get to play with trucks and spoons and animals...lol (his favorite toys)
ReplyDeleteWe get to wear sweater vest ties and like sports coats. There's tons of fun things to do with boys. He loves to play ball and play with the dog. I think it's been easy with a boy but yes im ready for another boy. I would love for Dax to have someone to rough house with and stuff. As far as the messyness of boys. haha thats what the tub is for. Pick up child, place child in tub, spray down child with water and soap for a clean sweet little boy. I love it when he comes and gives his mommy loves. He's such a sweet boy.
you look so cute!!!
ReplyDeletei have an almost 3 year old boy, and he has been so fun!!! yes the terrible twos have been somewhat awful at times, but there is no drama, no moodiness, just plain boy! and for your information lil boys LOVE their mamas. i know mine sure does. i get a kiss alot quicker out of my son than i do my daughter :] and there are so many cute lil boy clothes out there! you cant beat the multi colored vans/converse shoes. so cute!
ReplyDeleteYou will love having a boy. I'm hoping this next baby is a girl, and although I have 6 sisters I have NO IDEA what to do with a girl. So if I am having a girl you'll have to give me advice! Boys are pretty easy though, they just go with the flow. I don't think you'll have any problems adjusting. Congratulations Jenna!
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