BABY CRIB BED

Theo and his Pa.

Last night as I was trying to find some little outfits for Theo in amongst the boxes and boxes of tiny little Priya clothes I got a bit teary eyed. This is normal, I know, when all those lovely pregnancy hormones are fading away. I held these sweet little dresses and felt so overwhelmed at having a son. I won't lie, I've felt very nervous about having a boy. I've worried about changing a nappy with a penis in it, worried if he'll be a grub magnet and hide bugs in his pockets, worried if I'll know how to relate with him, worried if I can raise him to be a kind man, worried if he'll marry someone who calls me their terrible mother-in-law, worried if he'll remember to call me when he leaves home, I've worried about having a boy.

But then I saw my little man with my dad and I realised, boys can be kind and gentle and wonderful. It is my greatest hope for Theo that we can raise him to be a good man, a good man like his Pa. I look at my little boy and I am so excited to have a son, so excited about this new adventure in parenting and looking forward to getting to know what it's like, raising a little man.

I brought some dress up clothes, a tutu and umbrella because I hoping to get a way cute shot of the little girl, and a red blazer and ties for the boys. Well Mr. L decided that he LOVED the tutu and wore it for almost the whole hour, and Ms. K is definitely about to be the next Donald Trump! :-P

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