Tiny Sir

I love all of my kids to the moon and back. After raising them to the last year of toddlerhood and beyond I’ve noticed that the bond I have with my boys is significantly different than the bond I have with my daughter. Something about having tiny men to nurture and teach us just different and I don’t really know why.

I feel like I coddle them more than their sister. It’s almost like I’m raising them the stereotypical opposite way. I want my daughter to be tough and aware of yet in control of her emotions. My boys I want to be soft, gentle and expressive with their emotions. Maybe it really isn’t the opposite so much as it’s trying to find a balance in it all when the world is so divided in terms of gender stereotypes.

I don’t know, I just know that my heart bursts with joy when my little men want to snuggle or give me a hug in an entirely different way than it does when my daughter does. Neither experience is better than the other, but they are markedly different. 🤷🏻‍♀️