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The funny thing about kids is, they are the reason we lose it and the reason we hold it together.
From the moment I wanted to have kids, I always knew I wanted to be a mom to boys. Although I definitely would have been equally as happy if God Had blessed me with a girl.
I ended up having two healthy amazing boys. They are now 3 and 15 months old.
They continue to amaze me with their smart and loving personalities. Now don’t get me wrong, they have their days of chaos, fighting with each other, throwing food and tantrums…. you know, the good stuff. But at the end of the day, I’m always proud to be their mom.
I’m sure you’ve heard the saying, “little boys love their mamas”. This is so true! They love the snuggles and I love to give them!
I wouldn’t change being a boy mom for anything. I decided to list a few reasons why I think it’s amazing and truly a gift. It was hard to narrow it down, but these are my favorites.
Yes. You heard me right. I love the noise they make. Although there are many days where I just want peace and quiet… I know the day will come where I will wish for their silly noises and loud antics.
The Knight in Shining Armor
It’s funny how boys just instinctively want to protect you. I love when they are playing good versus bad and they want to protect mommy and save me. They can be my knight in shining armor anytime.
I had a sister, so I wasn’t really aware of all of the silliness until I had boys. Sometimes I am just like, “ where in the world do you come up with these things?” But there is no rhyme or reason…. it’s a boy thing. My husband seems to get it though… he’s all “oh that’s just a boy thing” and many times he joins in on the silly’s.
Ooo the things my boys bring me. Sometimes it’s a flower and sometimes it’s a dead bug. There have been many days where I’m mid sentence in “ahhh don’t pick that up….”. Either way, I act surprised and hope it’s not something still living.
My favorite. My boys still love to cuddle with me and I dread the day they stop. I still get the random “I love you” and “mommy your my best friend” and it melts my heart every time. I cherish these days, even through the crazy times.
You’ll always be my son and I’ll love you know matter what.