“Do they touch “it” a lot?”
So you are growing a penis inside you? You never really thought about it that way did you? But you are.
Congratulations.
It doesn’t get better than that. Your little guy is going to smother you with delicious all-consuming-heart-stopping love.
You will weep with the overflow of love you feel for him, but at the same time no-one can blame you if you feel a little bewildered.
After all, we are girls right?
We are good at distinguishing Malibu Barbie from Skipper. We are good at remembering the names of Peppa Pig’s friends and knowing exactly which Kardashian is which.
But boys stuff? Well that’s a whole different ball-game (as those blokes would say).
I have two delightful brown-eyed boys. They are, at times, needy with their compulsion to cuddle me and touch me. They are loving and caring and cheeky and delightful. They adore their baby sister and they see their number one priority in life to look after her. But they were also, once, a world unnavigated.
Now I have two, I am seen as world expert at boys in my circle of friends. And as such, I am bombarded with questions from mums to be of boys about just how the F they are going to deal with this new landscape.
Some of the craziest things I’ve been asked include: