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When I found out I was having a boy, I was a little disappointed. I don’t know the first thing about boys. How would we connect, what would we talk about, would he want to hang out with me when he’s older or go have beers with his Dad? I know a whole lot about lipgloss, but zero about football. I was apprehensive about how things would pan out, but I fell in love with that little meatball just the same.

And as it turns out, all that worrying was for nothing. Typical.

I don’t think that a boy and his Momma have ever loved each other more.


Thinking about our next baby is still an overwhelming thought for me, though I know that day will come. But now when I daydream about babies, I hope that I have another boy.


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