Not to let the sweet baby girls have all the glory…here’s what is bouncing around in my brain for a just as sweet baby boy. And let’s be honest – my inkling is for a boy, in fact a brood of boys one day, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I read somewhere that mother’s intuition as to the baby’s gender can be 70% correct, probably utter hogwash but interesting if it has any truth behind it. Of course I’ve also had the thought that if I think it’s a baby boy…of course it will be a girl. Murphy’s Law and all that. My best friend had a baby girl in November, my best friend who is the most tom-boy, pink hating, sport mad, I-don’t-know-what-to-do-with-a-baby-girl mother. When she was pregnant I remember her saying to me “Oh God…what if it’s a girl and she wants to do BALLET?!” The horror. Now of course she’s telling me I’ll have a little boy who will be the world’s best sewer, baker and crocheter, while her Claire is some mountain biking, rock climbing, Scout leader.
People comment on how many gorgeous things there are for baby girls, and it’s true, but honestly I am more and more drawn to little boys bits and bobs (another subconscious sign perhaps that I’m growing a little man?) I think big companies and retailers have heard the pleas of boys’ mums and responded finally! Being surrounded by girls girls girls with all my nieces and friends daughters has me a bit bored at the sight of more girl stuff. Navy and overalls, trucks and teddy bears are pretty appealing, no? And of course the idea of a little farmer blondie mini-Matt, I’m preparing myself to be fully slain by the heart explosion that might create.