Mother to a Boy

I was overwhelmed when the ultrasound tech said, "There IT is, you are definitely having a boy!" I thought what the heck? What am I going to do with a boy? I don't know how to raise a boy.  I don't know anything about boys except they are overly hyper and very dirty. Two things I don't know if I can deal with. It was all very overwhelming for me. I loved my baby very much and knew this was a new journey. I would just learn as I went. I began to do "research" about what to expect with a boy. I bought boy clothes and boy toys. I began to get very  excited about being a mom to a boy! Then my baby arrived and it was an immediate bond. He was the most perfect baby. My motherly instincts just kicked in. Mind you I had maybe changed 2 diapers in my whole life.  They can not warn you enough about what those first diapers will be like! 

Taking him home and knowing he was mine(and my husbands of course) was so exciting. I was a mom!! The reality of knowing he may be overly hyper and probably would get very dirty did not bother me one bit.
I also became overwhelmed with the responsibility of raising a boy in today's society. The man he would need to represent as a Christian. I want him to be prepared for what the world is like, but know he is meant for more than what the world will give him. A couple of weeks ago I began to read a fantastic book that I'm sure I will reference back to for the rest of his life.  The book is Your Boy: Raising a Godly Son in an UnGodly World. It is written by Vicki Courtney.  Here is the paragraph that I love and also overwhelms me: 

      As a mother we have a brief eighteen years to make a godly impact on our sons. Eighteen years to teach them about the God we serve.  Eighteen years to impress God's commandments upon their hearts. Eighteen years to train them to be real men living in a real world. Eighteen years to influence them in a way their fathers cannot. Eighteen years to be the number one gal in their lives. And eighteen years to ready ourselves for that day when we must release them to a waiting world. We have been given a task to grow the next generation of godly men. It is a high calling-perhaps the highest calling God can give a woman. And never before have the stakes been so high. Truly "the hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world."

A very incredible paragraph to a mom with a boy.  Knowing what my boy will deal with in this world we live in is very overwhelming. I have to do the best I can to equip him to deal with what the world will throw at him.  Its a job I don't take lightly. I pray every night for God to equip ME  with what I will need to teach him.

What a wonderful job it is to be a mom. Worth every bit of worrying and sacrificing and stress. Worth every sleepless night, dirty diaper, and spit up. Its worth everything you give up, because the gain is just so much more.

My son is only a year old. I'm  not naive. I know the job will get tougher. The stress more overwhelming.  But I also know that God looked down at me and said, "Brittany, I love you. I know I have well equipped you to raise this son of mine. I know you can take care of him for this short while. Just remember that he is mine not yours. As much as you love him, I love him so much more."

Thank you God for making me a Mother of a Boy.