Okay, in the last 7 or so months I have learned a lot about the difference between girls and boys. As a mother of 2 girls and now a son, I am amazed at how even in infancy boy babies are just different (and not all in a good way).
* We all know men are smellier than woman (for the most part). Well, that starts right away. Boy babies are smellier. Their poop smells worse. They fart all the time. They seem too burp more and think its funny. Pierce is only 7 months and I am fearful that the smells are just going to get worse as he gets older and bigger.
* Boys come equipped with their own personal bath toy. Yep, I am talking about their penises. Or, as Emerson calls it, Pierce's "sprayer". She came up with that on her own folks! I had no clue that baby boys played with their goods at such a young age. Pierce has been enjoying himself for quite some time now. As soon as that diaper comes off and I stick him in his tub, he knows right where to grab. I'm sure he is going to kill me for publishing this on the world wide web later. Oh, I am deathly afraid of the first time I take his diaper off and find..... (you know).
*On the positive side, boys are SO sweet. Pierce is definitely a mama's boy and I LOVE IT! He loves to snuggle and prefers me over anyone. If I have been gone, the second I walk through the door he starts squealing for me to hold him. I hope that lasts forever! No, seriously, boys seem to have more of a sweet demeanor about them than girls when they are babies. Not to say that girls aren't just as fun. Don't get me wrong, I love my girls to pieces.
*Boys are louder. I swear, Pierce was born with one heck of a set of lungs. I have had this ear pain in both my ears for nearly 2 months (already had 2 rounds of antibiotics) and I am starting to wonder if he has permanently damaged my ear drums. Now, this could totally be due to the fact he has learned how to scream from his sisters. Nonetheless, he is LOUD and my ears hurt.
*Okay, this could be just that Pierce is my 3rd child and I'm exhausted, but I find it much easier to let him cry sometimes. I don't know if it is the mentality, "toughen up, your a boy" or "please stop crying, you kids are driving me nuts". Either way, I feel a little guilty. With the girls, even now, I feel so bad when they cry. With Pierce, not AS much. I still feel bad, but not AS bad. That is not to say that I let him cry for hours upon hours. But I do find myself telling him, "Pierce, that's enough." Please note, I said "tell" because I would never yell at him at this age. Maybe in a month or so. Just kidding!
*BOYS ARE FLIRTS!!!! Pierce has a way with the ladies. He smiles and coos at almost every woman that approaches him, whether or not they are complete strangers. In fact, he and the paint lady at Lowe's have formed a special bond as of late. That is kind of pathetic, it just goes to show you how often I go to Lowe's. The only places I seem to venture out to lately are Lowe's, Target, or Hobby Lobby. Yes, I lead a pretty exciting life!
I am sure this knowledge is not going to be newsworthy, but it probably would have helped to know some of this stuff before I gave birth to a boy. I'm pretty sure that I would not have taken notice to any of these differences if he was my first born. But considering I was already accustomed to raising girls, these little nuances were a little bit bigger than just XX vs XY. All in all, it is still an incredible joy to be his mother and I wouldn't change him for the world!
