I love reading blog post and random Facebook post of moms who have boys. Or when I get random text from my bff Emily and she tells me what her silly boys have been up to! It truly is a completely different world than my own besides a few things…..
I have given my top 5 things which in reality there are plenty more things that could have been a top 5 BUT these are our daily struggles.
- Girls do not have the luxury of standing up to potty. We have to cover the seat with tons of toilet paper then hoover over the seat. Why well because its disgusting.
- Girls have probably more tiny toys than boys do. Especially if those said girls are into MLP’s (in case you are wondering that is my little pony). Or shopkins, bumpkins, anything else that rhymes with kins.
- Girls are over dramatic especially my 7 year old who thinks the world is coming to an end every single day over something ridiculous. My 4 year old watches her so I am waiting on the day when she starts (head smack).
- Girls are very picky in what they wear. It takes forever to pick clothes out for my 4 year old who has to have the last say. IT IS MINDBLOWING! I never thought this would happen to me but it did. I was that mom who had every out fit picked out to go together before it let the store. It never stays the same once it enters this house.
- HAIR this should have been on the top of my list. Brushing my girls hair is like running your finger nail down a chalk board…they scream, pull, give me dirty looks and all before I even grab the first strand of hair…..I think that is enough said on that subject.
So girl mama’s I get it. They are a handful but they are a beautiful handful that I would not change a thing about! Have fun girl mom issue’s comment below so we can get a good laugh together!
Of course I could not do a girls post without having a boys post! So my good friend Emily with two boys and a husband shared her side 🙂
“Mom of boys. The reality in a house with two little boys and one big boy.
1. Pee. It’s everywhere. There is this thing, it’s called a toilet. It has a huge whole. One in which my boys have no aim and or their attention span is so short they forget what they are doing and spray the floor, walls, and even sink sometimes. Or they are too lazy to put the toilet seat up and I sit in wet toddler pee. Oh and there’s the few times that I sleepily wake up in the middle of the night and fall straight to the water because the seat is up. If that hasn’t happened to you at 3:00 in the morning you are living the good life.
2. Mountain climbers. I have two of them. My three year old has so much arm strength he can pull himself up onto the counter and then on top of the fridge to get the forbidden items or good stuff out of the cabinets above the fridge. Nothing is safe. Anywhere. They will climb on anything and everything. Including up the side railing on our stairs. There are these handy foot holes between spindles that were specially installed for climbers to go all the way up the stairs and across our balcony. Momma panics multiple times a week from this!
3. Wrestling. I need head gear, mouth guard, and padding all over me. Moms of boys have to be built tough. I wine I mean whine too many times to count from getting hurt on the daily. Sometimes they don’t even realize they are wrestling! On momma half the time! Boys hurt and at the age of 7 and 3 they are no longer allowed to wrestle with momma. It’s a daddy and boys sport only. Oh did I mention I still get hurt and am not included in the wrestling matches? I have bruises to prove it!
4. They are loud. Inside voices are nonexistent. I have to count to 3 (to get them to do something or to stop doing something) at least 5 times before they actually hear me. They are too loud to hear me the first 4 times I count to 3 and end up having to scream and loosing my voice just to talk over them. Whew! I was screaming in my head just writing that one down. It’s exhausting!
5. They eat. All. The. Time. They are never ever hungry at dinner but they are hungry 5 minutes before dinner and 30 seconds after dinner and every waking moment in between. They eat a snack (the size of a meal on my plate) every 20-45 minutes some days. They are bottomless pits and I have no idea where all the food goes! Oh wait, I found it, it goes to my belly and my thighs. Eyes are rolling. I might have to cut into their college fund before they are teenagers just to keep their bellies full!
These boys are crazy, fun, stinky, loving, noisy, hungry, dirty, and very active but I wouldn’t want it any other way. They are so loved even on the harder days!”
Until next time….