Boys!

Anyone who knows me knows that I only wanted boys. I can't imagine what it would be like having girls. They would have me wrapped so tightly around their little fingers I would be doomed.

I always wanted boys and when we found out that our first was going to be male I was ecstatic. When it was time for number two I was still really hoping for a boy and got my wish. When it was time for number three I tried to convince myself that it didn't matter but in the end I really wanted a boy.

I am sure that I would have loved to have a girl. Lucky for me I don't have to worry about it.

As for any notion that our family is not complete I assure you that in no way shape or form do we feel as though we are missing out.

Anyway, that is why I have sisters! Let them have complete little perfect nuclear families.

Boys vs Girls

I keep seeing this post on Facebook, a quote from Laurel Atherton that reads "a daughter is one of the most beautiful gifts this world has to give." Now since I have no daughters of my own, I cannot speak directly to this quote, however it got me thinking. During all my pregnancies, but especially the last, everyone kept asking if I wanted a girl. To me, this was a ridiculous statement, what I wanted was a healthy baby. However, two inferences came out of many of these conversations:

1. Our family would not be complete unless we had a girl and

2. that somehow I wouldn't be truly happy unless I had a little girl 'like me'.

I think we all get wrapped up in our hopes and dreams for our children; their first steps, first day of school, moving out on their own, having families of their own and become world famous footballers. The reality of the situation is we can only provide them love, food, shelter and a moral base for whatever life they choose to live. All children are a blessing and I happened to have been blessed with three boys. Is our family incomplete? No. Do I feel incomplete, unhappy? Not at all.

On the other hand, if I had three girls would I suffer less injuries? Probably.

Ruined?

"Do you have any idea how f*$king crazy you sound right now?"

I admit that this is not the best thing to say to your pregnant wife.

Let me be the first to say that I think that Andrea looks amazing. 3 kids or not I think that she is hot.

What I will say is that I think that she should be less concerned about how our kids "ruined" her body and more concerned with how absolutely nuts they made her while she was pregnant.

I don't mean "I want pickles and ice cream" nuts either. I mean irrational, hormonal crazy.

This occurred with all three of the boys and I wouldn't be surprised if there is some residual crazy just waiting to be unleashed.

Guys I just want to put it out there that once you get your significant other pregnant it would be a good idea to just say good-bye to rational argument or discussion. No matter what you say it is going to be wrong, dangerously wrong.

I can't count the number of times that we got into a fight over something so miniscule as to be laughable. The problem was to Andrea it wasn't laughable. I think the fact that I still laughed was probably what took her over the edge. I think I slept on the couch that night.

Anyway, I digress. I don't think that Andrea's body has been ruined. I honestly don't have much proof of this as in all honesty the past 5 years has been a haze of pregnancy, breast feeding, more pregnancy, you get the idea. Oh yeah and we were kind of homeless for almost half a year in the middle of that as well. Actually come to think of it the fact that we even found time to get pregnant a third time is pretty remarkable!