I have recently developed a new respect for the mothers of boys. I always knew that boys have lots of energy and run around way more than girls do, but learning that through experience has given me a whole new perspective. It's like BubbaJ is just a ball full of energy just bursting to get out.
The other day I put him on the trampoline and he just ran around and threw his arms in the air and jumped like a crazy person. When I take him to the back yard, he runs around in circles like he has been cooped up all day(which he has not). You would think at the end of the day he would be completely exhausted and ready to sleep, but nope. He does not like to be in his crib where he is not free to let loose of his seemingly unending energy.
I always respected my mother-in-law, but having a son has opened my eyes to some of what she went through raising three boys. I just know that BubbaJ is exactly what my husband was like when he was a kid. He still has oodles of energy and always smiles. He half-runs everywhere he goes. I'm not sure he even knows how to walk. BubbaJ has also inherited his dad's stubbornness, um, I mean, dedication to his own opinion.
To me, all of this means that God is going to refine me in so many ways through BubbaJ. I'm sure I will question everything I have ever done as a parent. BubbaJ has already reminded me that God is my source of strength. I'm scared and excited to see all the things God has in store. I pray that in the end I help BubbaJ as much as he helped me.
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I always thought G was kind of reserved for a boy, but then Little Missy had her first playdate with a girlfriend and WITHOUT brother and the two of them sat on the floor and played with dolls or laid on the table and talked. No running, no wrestling. That was when I realized how much energy boys have.
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