"So, are you going to try for a girl?"

I get it at the grocery store, the park, school, and even 5 seconds after I've pushed out a child (true story.)

"So...are you going to try for a girl?"

I usually don't mind the question.  I know that most people don't know what to say in a conversation, and that seeing a whole bunch of cute boys in one family makes them want to ask. I also know that it doesn't just apply to boy families.  I have a friends with 3 adorable girls, and she gets the "so, will you be trying for a boy" question all the time, too.

Usually I just say, "haha...no, I think we're good!" and move on with it, but something last week made me want to change my answer.

A lady said, "Wow! 3 boys!"...and then on cue said, "so are you going to try for your girl?" Charlie wrapped his arm around my leg right after she asked, and maybe it was a just because arm wrap, but it made me think about that question differently.

I don't want my boys, or anyone else for that matter, thinking that my life is missing something because I don't have a daughter.  If I were supposed to have a daughter, I would've had a daughter!  Charlie, Walker, and Crew need to know that they are exactly what I need in my life, and that Heavenly Father thinks the same thing.  

If you have all girls, that's what you need.  If you have a mix, that's what you need.

I need 3 boys! Which is so funny thinking about how my life was filled with tutus and high ballet buns before them. :)  But now...

I've read "Even Droids Need Friends" to Charlie more times than I can count.  PS. HOW is that even a book?  

I've panicked and run outside to put water on a worm after Walker woke up in the middle of the night, afraid that his pet worm was going to be eaten by a bird. 

I've thrown a football with, and sometimes at ("if you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball"...amiright?!), the boys trying to teach them how to catch.

I've taken the boys to ballets, musicals, and movies because I'm paranoid they're going to get to school and not know the story of The Nutcracker.  

I've answered the door in the afternoon, and pretty much every time have boys run out in their underwear to the front yard.  

I'm trying to teach these boys of mine to stand up for themselves and for what they believe in, and want them to know that I will always be their safe place.

I love hearing them chant, "Ma-mee! Ma-mee!", when they see me in a "pretty dress" (which totally makes up for them asking me if I still have a baby in my belly.  I appreciate that, boys.)

I could not be more excited and honored to be these boys' mommy.  I enjoy it so much.

So....back to my change of answer to that question I'm sure I will get a thousand more times.

"Nope!  I'm happy with my sweet boys!"