When a Girl Mom is Having a Boy

23.3.25

When a Girl Mom is Having a Boy

Right from the beginning, I knew it was a boy. Nothing was different physically, but I could feel his wild spirit. One day I told my husband, “I feel like I became a lion to give birth to a lion” because at the time, I was deeply and widely studying various resources on what it means to be a Christian who is as bold as a lion (Proverbs 28:1). I just knew we were expecting a baby boy.

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Lately, my blog has become a constant swirl of all things pregnancy, and to my loyal sweethearts, I promise to return to more of my “old ways” once this little darling arrives. For now, I couldn’t resist taking a moment to sip in all the emotions that this season brings.

It’s my last pregnancy (amen?), and I’m determined not to miss out on any part of being pregnant. Lol!

Jokes aside, I actually enjoy capturing my feelings with words before they fly away. It’s my thing. Remember when I shared what it feels like;

to be single when all my friends were getting married,
to be engaged,
to be a newly married woman (one week old),
to be pregnant for the first time (1st trimester, 2nd trimester and 3rd trimester),

I even also shared what it feels like to be a broke entrepreneur. Wow, is there anything else I haven’t shared with you on this Heart Rays?? You see! Please, allow me share what it feels like to be a girl mum expecting a baby boy.

So with that being said, I’m both excited and nervous about entering a whole new world of being a boy mom!

Like I don’t think being a boy mom is going to come natural to me, at least not in the way being a girl mom does.

My motherhood journey has consisted of all things girly. Like playing baby-baby, wearing leggings and bows, hair dates, matching clothes, and tending to girls’ sometimes overly-sensitive ways. I know the drill. It’s more of my comfort zone.

Thoughts I never had before are now swirling in my mind: circumcision, how diaper changes are different, the rough-and-tumble nature of boys, and how to keep them entertained. Suddenly, I feel like a complete newbie, unsure of what to do with a baby boy.

To imagine a little version of my husband who I imagine being even more adventurous and spontaneous is making me nervous.

These are the thoughts that swam around my head yesterday, and as I began sifting through my daughters’ newborn collection, managing to salvage only a few articles of gender-neutral clothing, I began creating a space for all things boys.

On the other hand, I am excited to have another child, another living and breathing piece of my heart and soul, filling my days with an irreplaceable joy and pride.

This new chapter of motherhood is already stretching me in ways I didn’t expect.

From the moment I felt his kicks, I knew something was different. While my girls’ movements were somewhat gentle and rhythmic, this boy is all about wild jabs and unexpected somersaults! It’s like he’s already preparing for a life of action. I can’t help but smile, wondering if this is a sign of the adventurous spirit he’ll bring into our family.

I’ve heard boy moms talk about the special bond they share with their sons, and now I’m starting to feel it. Even though he’s not here yet, I sense a quiet, protective connection growing between us. It’s different from what I felt with my daughters—it’s tender, yet strong. It’s making me look forward to nurturing this bond in the years to come.

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Bringing a boy into our all-girl tribe is going to shake things up in the best way. I imagine my daughters taking on the role of protective big sisters, and I can already picture my husband beaming with pride as he welcomes a little version of himself. This baby boy is a gift, not just to me, but to all of us, and I can’t wait to see the new dynamics he’ll create.

As I wait to meet him, I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude for this new chapter in my motherhood journey. Raising girls (so far) has taught me so much about grace, strength, and love. Now, raising a boy will bring its own lessons, challenges, and joys.

I can’t wait!