On having ALL boys...

I always said I wanted a girl someday, I NEEDED a girl. I feel differently now. Truly I do! It's not that I would never want a girl. I guess, God knew me better. :) I am good with boys. My girls would be frazzled messes and I would likely be broke from all of the clothing I would buy them! :)

I am linking up with Kelly's Korner Blog to post about having all boys.

So if you're knew to my blog and coming over to visit from Kelly's Korner....HELLO! :) A snipit of our children situation for you...

We have 3 boys ages 1, 3 and 5. We adopted each of them at different ages...well, that's not entirely true. We are in the process of adopting the 2 youngest, therefor I am unable to post pictures or names of those boys until our adoptions are finalized. However, we adopted our oldest, Tate at birth. We have an open adoption with his most amazing birth family. You can read about our adoption story on the right sidebar if you wish. And someday in the next 5 or 6 months, I will be able to post about our 2 newest additions. Looking forward to that day!

Anyway, back to my thoughts on having boys...

I don't have girls (obviously!), so I can't really say that I fully know what I am talking about here. However, I feel like it's more acceptable or almost expected for a boy to be messy and disheveled moreso than a girl...and frankly, my kids are all quite disheveled! As a matter of fact, so am I! Ha. :) It's strange, I kinda like it that way...most of the time. I mean, there is a time and place for combed hair and clean, unstained clothes and clipped, clean fingernails and washed faces. Those times and places are rare in our family, but I believe there is a time and place nonetheless.

I know that God gave me boys for a reason. I believe as years go by, that reason will become more and more clear, but for now it's pretty wonderful having my 3 little Mama's boys who love playing in the dirt and wrestling on the floor with their daddy.

And I just am not one of those hovering moms who will be worried about them getting their clothes dirty or tearing their pants or getting dirt in their hair...I'm just not. So if I had a girl, I just am unsure people would turn the other cheek as readily. Maybe they'd be more likely to give a look of disgust or shake their heads...or maybe I am just paranoid and care WAY too much what people think (something I must work on for sure) and so I am just telling myself this. :) No matter if it's in my head or if it is fact, I would worry about that.

Also, I don't WANT to have to worry about them being put together and their hair being done and worry about their clothes and painting nails and what not. I am busy enough just having 3 little ones to worry about all that other stuff! I like being layed back about that stuff. Trust me, I love girly clothes and doing hair and makeup (I am a cosmetologist for crying out loud!), but it would lose it's appeal quickly if I had to do it on my daughter(s) every day. It loses it's appeal when I have to do it to myself! :)

I also have this little vision of bringing my boys to the Iowa Hawkeye football games each year, cheering on our team, watching the boys throw a football around with their dad. Not that girls can't do those things, but I remember being a young girl and it certainly wasn't on my list of priorities to watch football. And Sean and I LOVE football...it's what we do in the fall, so our kids will likely be doing that with us.

Maybe more than anything at all, I know how I was as a teenager. Wow...I put my parents through hell. I was mean and disrespectful and hormonal and caddy and, well...a girl! I would not do well with a daughter if she were anything like I was as a teenager...it could get bad! The thought of that scares me...a lot!

Only God knows why I don't have a daughter and maybe He will surprise us with one someday, but I will leave that up to Him. Because we chose to grow our family through the blessing of adoption, we have had the ability to make the decision of the sex of our children, but we have chosen to leave that decision to God. And as all of us know...HE knows best, His plans are perfect. I remember one time saying that there is no way I won't have a daughter someday, I wouldn't let that happen. That was back when I thought I had some control in my life and now I know I do not and I've said it time and time again...I am SO GRATEFUL that His plans have not been my own because my life would be a mess and so much less fullfilling if things had gone the way I had planned.