da boyz.

i always had a feeling that my kids would be boys. i love tutus, obnoxiously over-sized hairbows, smocked dresses from every walk of life, embellished tees, glittery ballet flats and those precious little pearl bracelets. so naturally i grew penises, double time; i mean that does make sense, right? apparently so.

when i was pregnant with mason i had no motherly instinct for gender. i took every gender quiz under the moon online and most of them pointed towards blue. that was confirmed at 24 weeks. HELLO TURTLE HEAD. that kid had an appendage and he was NOT shy about it. once he was born, i couldn't imagine not having a boy. the blue slowly took over my life, as hard as it was to find cute clothing, i searched high and low, alas i'd built an adorable wardrobe for my little boy blue. adorable in my opinion, which is all that matter, right?

a year and a half later we found out we were expecting again. yay. my motherly instinct was shot, again. yay. michael was SURE it was a boy; after all he only makes boys. i went back and forth toying with the idea of waiting until deuce was born to find out who he/she was. the minute they put the warm ultrasound jelly on my belly i knew i wasn't waiting 20 more long, agonizing weeks to know if i needed to stock up on tutus. surprise, another TURTLE HEAD. again, a baby with a third leg, who was NOT shy. i still remember finding out max was a boy, michael literally jumped for joy, like out of his seat in the ultrasound room. so much for "i really have no preference with this baby marce". apparently he did. he was so precious in that ultrasound, he was going to be another adorable boy.

max joined us late june of this year and they were right..he was a boy. i don't know why i'm so surprised still that i have TWO boys. i mean i always knew i'd have boys, brothers, little dinosaur loving, train fanatic, boys.

that's exactly what i got. boys.

sure i mourn the loss of those adorable tutus and smocked dresses. everytime i walk in to gap or gymboree i sigh at all the pink masses that i don't get to browse through. my checking account however sighs in relief, my husband too i'm sure.

but boys are fun. so incredibly fun. i never realized how lucky i'd be to be shopping in the understocked side of gap, to paint two nursery's two incredibly different shades of blue, and to not own a tutu (yet). i have boys. two beautiful son's. i feel like i own the world. i'm the luckiest person ever, to have these two boys call me mommy.