Saturday, March 5, 2011

And the Mother/Son thing begins...

I have three brothers and a sister. I know what the "mother/son" thing is. I can't really describe it as a mother, but I can describe it as a daughter.
Its the "thing" where the mother genuinely can't help being closer to the son. It's not the mother's fault, it just is what it is. It's a bond similar to the "father/daughter" thing. No one mentions it. They say, "oh, she's a daddy's girl" or "he's a mamma's boy". Funny...it starts before birth.

As a daughter I used to watch how my brother could carelessly jaunt outside on Saturday mornings without a chore on his list. I would clean his room. I watched as I asked for things and was told no, only to have (years later) to witness the same conversation go down with my brother and the wish be gratified. For a long time, I was infuriated. How could this be?! I was FIRST! I was the BEST! I got good grades, was the first to go to college...blahblahblah.

But I was a girl. I'm a daddy's girl, it's a fact. My mother and I have a great relationship, but nothing compared to the relationship she has with my brother (and my stepmother to my other two brothers).  And so I always held to my guns. "I will NOT have a mamma's boy." "I will NOT treat my son with preferential treatment."

Yeah... go ahead and insert foot. I was told "officially" on Tuesday that I will have a son. Caden Riley will arrive this summer and I'm on top of the moon. A boy! MY BOY! My husband is so ecstatic about the idea of buying BOY TOYS and playing. I'm excited because I get to do boy stuff too! And when my husband mentioned that our son wouldn't act a certain way or he'd get a whooping... I instantly felt like knocking my husband straight out of the car and into the road.

Yikes. It's begun. But don't worry. I agree with my husband. I want the kind of boy that makes other people stop me in the street and say, "wow... what great manners." Yep.. I want a good boy, and I'm bound and determined to make one happen. I just think I might have to bite my tongue a bit with my husband and let him be a daddy. Funny... I always imagined having kids... the road to getting there is so much cooler than I imagined. The view from the top of the moon is amazing.