What have I got to look forward to?
I had a taster of my years to come of having three boys this past week.
The arguments and fights have started, my two eldest argue over everything. Jak will say the sky is blue, Joseph will say it’s black just to annoy his elder brother and then they shout at each other and although Joseph is wrong he is so confident with his self that he will even argue with me.
If I have this with two boys what’s it going to be like when Oliver starts talking! Oh I can’t wait.
My house is so male orientated there is not a touch of pink or anything girly unless you open up my wardrobe.
There are gadgets, spud guns, cars, football, stuff, boxing stuff,lego and BLUE everywhere I look.
If i want to have some tv time I have to succumb to watching James Bond films, with explosions, fighting, spy gear and women in their underwear lol instead I’d like watch a really good chick flick, anything that’s girly really or anything with Cameron Dias in it.
When I go shopping I seem to be the only parent in the shopping centre whose boys feel the need to chase after each other, hide amongst the window display and fight on the floor. The worst thing that they do is run and slide down the aisles (sometimes might I add banging into other shoppers feet).
Don’t get me wrong my boys are good they are not little terrors and do do what they are told but they are just behaving like boys.
I don’t know how I am going to cope being the only female in the house, I need a little sanctuary, a little haven, somewhere where I can have a little me time, where I can have pink flowery frilly things without having to hear ‘urgh that’s girly’ lol.
I’ll never get to have a girly night with them….
I’ll never get to talk to them about make-up….
I’ll never get to pinch their clothes when they are older…..
I’ll never get to plait their hair…..
I’ll never get to watch their dainty little lyrical dances with there dance group….
I’ll never get to buy lovely little dresses….
What I do get is to watch football in the wind, rain and freezing cold weather…
I get to buy trackies and jeans…..
I get to buy cars and boxing gloves….
I get to watch them in a boxing match….
I get to sit in the middle of a nerf war and have darts shot at my head…..
I don’t have to brush their hair. A bit of gel and off they go….
I get to buy them lots of hats…
What’s best about having three boys is that they are very loving towards me and are all mummy’s boys. I know when they grow up they will look after me just like my brothers do with my mum (well at least I hope they do).
After putting up with their fighting and arguing I know they will be close and be best friends and look out for each other because it is what I will teach them to do.
My boys are caring and sensitive and always have a smile on their faces, even my baby Oliver.
So I’m lucky to have my three boys and I’m glad they are who they are and I will put up with their fighting because boys will be boys.