Tomorrow, at 11:20 am, we will find out the gender of our new baby coming in November. I am so excited; I can barely contain myself. I am far more excited than the first time with Liam- and I have to remind everyone now that little Mr. Liam was a goofball even in the womb and on the day we were to find out his gender, he modestly crossed his legs for 20 minutes!
I have been wondering why I am so antsy this time around compared to the last time. But I think I figured it out... it, as many things in our lives the past 15 months, is because of Liam. I cannot WAIT to picture him as a big brother. Will he be the big brother of a little sister or a tiny brother? For the past several months, I have been trying to imagine the two different scenarios.
A little girl would shake this family up! Especially the Flurry side, with its four boys five and under. We are a family of loud boys, of cars and trucks and construction vehicles- and while I am a true believer in giving boys and girls the same opportunities- there is not one tutu, Barbie Doll or even one pink item in their toy chests.
I know Ryan is nervous to have a girl because he is afraid of the drama, of the clothes that will inevitably fill her closet, of the potential dance recitals and tea parties at which his attendance will be mandatory :) But I come from a family of strong women. At times in my life, women were the only gender around, the ones who I looked to for laughter and comfort, for encouragement and support. The women in my life outside of my family have always been important to me as well. I need women in my life and the idea of raising a daughter to be a sister, friend, granddaughter it something I look forward to doing.
I think Liam would be a blast with a little sister- I see him trying to "tough" her up but eventually giving in to an occasional tea party. You know, kind of like his Daddy.
Most of my friends assume that I want a girl. You know, one of each. A tidy little family in balance. And up until a few months ago, I would say they were right. But I keep thinking about Liam and a little brother and it makes me smile.
Brothers, I imagine, have a connection that is similar to sisters. And I have a beautiful and special relationship with my sister Amy. I crave that for Liam. I crave to see it. I look at my two nephews, Benjamin and Dominic and see the beginnings of it for them.
Besides, one thing that always stays in my mind regarding having sons is that all of those women I talked about before are married to amazing men, men who are strong and loving, who are caring and there for them. I would be proud to raise a man like that. I would be proud to raise two of them.
Brothers would be awesome. And the cars, trucks and construction vehicles could stick around :).
So it's 9:57 pm and we will know in less than 14 hours. Here's hoping the goofball doesn't cross his/her legs! Either way, for Liam, being a big brother will be cool. Lesson well learned.