Last night I lay awake in bed thinking about having a son. I knew all along it was a boy, just had that feeling. But now that there is no doubt, it’s as if I decided to fill that area once reserved for anticipation with worry. I would have done this over having a baby girl as well, probably worse so given I know how hard life can be for a girl. But last night, in true Michele fashion, I worried about everything I could get my head around. With each phase of my pregnancy I have greeted it with a new phase of worry. What do I need to know about a boy? I’m not a boy. I don’t know much about boys. I can’t remember even babysitting boys before. I know they have wieners. I know they tend to be more aggressive. I am told they also tend to gravitate toward their mommas. I want to learn everything there is to know about raising a little boy. Where to start? Where to stop?
Forgive my language, I don’t normally do this, but holy shit I’m going to have a son.