when Gemma was born, i was just tickled that she was a girl. my very own little sweet BFF. and JJ when he held her the first time--talk about heart explosion. i don't think i ever knew how badly i wanted a girl until she was born.
and then there was Beau. Beau was always my Beau. i had his name picked out from day 1 (so happy JJ agreed. not so much with girl names...on the morning of his birthday we still didn't even have a girl name picked out!) and i just knew he was Beau in there. and after JJ exclaimed "BOY!" i started crying. a little boy! i didn't even know what to do with myself. he changed my whole life in one instant. babies are so magical, aren't they? i've learned about a different kind of love. i didn't even know the heart could have so many different kinds of love. when JJ came along, he just kind of took over in there. then it miraculously made room for my Gemma, then grew even bigger for my Beau. just, HOW?! it's incredible. i have been given this job of raising both a daughter and a son. and i do not take it lightly! there's something very special there.
Beau has taught me some new things. lots of new things actually. for instance, just a few weeks ago, i learned all about "Fromunda Cheese" from Beau's father, when i questioned the substance lurking under his little nutsack. just barfffff! boys are so gross. SO GROSS YOU GUYS.
and you know something? i never understood the whole "Mother And Her Son" thing. you know what i'm talking about. like your husband/boyfriend's mom is obsessed with her son(s). to the point where it's like "ohmygod stoppppp. just stop. he is a grown and married man! do not do his laundry for him and buy mozzarella cheese sticks just for him when he comes to visit!" here is something you should know about JJ: he intentionally "forgets" his toothbrush every time we visit his parents. and his mom always always has a brand new toothbrush waiting for him in the bathroom. i always used to roll my eyes at such instances. BUT. but now, i get it. i even had to call JJ's mom to tell her that i get it. there is just something about having a son. HE WILL NEVER EVER LOVE ANYONE BUT ME, OKAY?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!!!! and also i'm getting his name tattooed on my heart because he is my little perfect, wonderful gentleman. and now i've joined the club and all of you women out there who don't have sons (or at least not yet) are rolling your eyes at me. #motherboy
and so. Little Beau Blue, my love. i want you to be one of the good ones. i want you to be strong. and yet i want you to be soft. i want you to love animals. i want you to cherish your sister and your parents. i want you to be compassionate. i want you to have adventures--i want you to get grass stains on your knees! i want you to respect your female counterparts. i want you to be true. i want you to fill your head with dreams. i want you to be free and wild. you were meant for this life, guy. i love you!