Simply Boy vs. Girl

My husband comes from a family of all boys. After meeting his extended family I quickly realized the boy-girl ratio was slightly skewed, and by skewed I mean there were boys EVERYWHERE!

So taking that into consideration and then discovering that OUR own first born was going to be a boy I figured that we were destined to be an all-boy family, just following tradition. As a tomboy myself I was totally OK with that, I can throw a baseball and fish...I was going to be a great BOY MOM! And I was, I loved having a dirty little boy running around!

Now, fast forward to our second pregnancy. I was lying in the room waiting for the ultrasound nurse to reveal the gender, pretty convinced it too was a boy, I already had his name picked out, we had plenty of hand-me-downs, he was going to share a room with his brother, play with the same toys, I was ready, bring it on! Then my nurse looked at the screen, looked back over at my husband and me, smiled and squealed with delight, "Awe, it's a girl!"

IT'S A WHAT? I had her re-check to make sure nothing was "hiding" but she was pretty certain it was a girl! Even up to the day of my delivery I was still skeptical, but all of my doubts were put to rest when the doctor held up our screaming ball of hair and confirmed that we were, in fact, the parents of a bouncing baby girl! She was the most beautiful ball of hair I had ever seen and she was quickly followed by baby #3...another GIRL!

So here we are one boy and two little girls! Not sure how it happened but the war rages on!

Now I have friends that have all boys and I have friends that have all girls...and each one has it's special challenges. The All-Girl Moms are precious, they can tie up a ponytail on a half naked toddler as it runs around the living room singing "Let It Go" at the top of it's lungs!

The All-Boy Moms are fierce, they have to be on their game 24/7, ready to duck at a moments notice because NERF bullets can leave a mark! And then there's the Moms like me, The Boy/Girl Mom!

Boy/Girl Moms get to experience the best and the worst of both worlds while trying to raise them under the same roof! It is a non-stop battle of the sexes! They can't share the same room, they can't share the same clothes, they don't want to play with the same toys, they don't want to watch the same shows, they never want to go see the same movies, they don't even want the same pet!

There's finger nail polish stains on my bathroom sink and pee splatters behind my toilet! The fight over what song we listen to in the car often escalates to the point of us driving in complete silence! (In my son's defense there's only so much Meghan Trainor one can possibly take). Most of my Boy/Girl Momming days consist of two little Elsa's running around, taking cover and hiding while a ninja packing a NERF bazooka clears each room until he finds them and opens fire!

Now it is my sincere hope that this fight to co-exist and grow up together will give them a greater understanding and respect of the opposite sex and maybe one day they'll get married and have at least one boy and one girl so I can sit back and laugh as they attempt to handle the chaos that they made me endure! Oh what a sweet day that will be!