3 Thoughts All Moms Have on Their Children’s Birthdays- Zoey Beale Motherhood

3 Thoughts All Moms Have on Their Children’s Birthdays- Zoey Beale Motherhood

I understand that ALL kids get older EVERY SINGLE year.

I realize that this won’t stop happening, ever, no matter how much I sometimes wish that it would. And I know that it will never stop blowing my mind.

My firstborn is 6 years old today.

He has been so excited about this day for such a long time, and to be able to wake him up this morning and remind him that THIS IS THE DAY is something I will always appreciate to the fullest, and never take for granted.

The cutest things he’s done so far today are:

  • Ask me the second his eyes fluttered open “Am I six now?”
  • Study his face in the mirror this morning to pinpoint in what ways being 6 differs from being 5.
  • Yell at his friends from the parking lot at school this morning: “I’m SIX today guys! I’m SIX now!”
  • Inquire about getting new clothes, because now that he’s six he may not still fit into everything he already owns.

Days like today remind me just how lucky I am to be a mom. How lucky I am to be THEIR mom. I can’t stop recalling details of his birth, then flash forwarding to him in a cap and gown at his future high school graduation. I can’t stop thinking about how proud I am of him, and how much he’s changed me as a person. I wonder if his baby brother will be like him and what their relationship will be like.

I also am trying to remember what I was like at his age so that I can spot the pieces of myself that he inherited from me. He is sensitive like I was, and worries about other people like I did. His creativity is something I marvel at daily. I will never get tired of hearing his off the wall ideas or watching him draw amazing and beautiful pictures.

The majority of the feelings I go through every year vary on what point of his life he’s currently in, but I noticed that every single time one of my kids gets a year older, I have these 3 recurring thoughts that I bet all moms share:

  1. “I can’t believe I have a ____-year-old.”
  2. This time next year I’ll have a _____-year-old!!!”
  3. “____ years ago today I was pushing a baby out of my vagina.”/ “____ years ago today I was having my belly cut open and my baby pulled out.”

To some people, it seems silly to get so emotional every time a child gets a little older. But the thing is we’re not emotional just because the years are passing, we’re also moved because we’ve made it through a whole nother 12 months of keeping them alive and thriving- and that’s cause for celebration in itself!

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Gender Reveal Mistake: It’s Actually A BOY!- Zoey Beale Motherhood

Gender Reveal Mistake: It’s Actually A BOY!- Zoey Beale Motherhood

When you’re expecting your third baby, and you already have a boy and a girl it doesn’t really matter what the gender of the third turns out to be. But what a twist when you spend 4 months believing that it is a particular gender, only to find out a mistake was made!

That’s what happened to us today.

I was told at a very early 14 weeks that we were expecting our second little girl in June. We had gone to an ultrasound place that specifically only does gender reveals and 3D ultrasounds, and they claimed that 14 weeks was definitely far along enough to be able to tell.

Going into that appointment, I felt so strongly they were going to tell me that I was pregnant with a boy! My pregnancy matched up so well with my first son, and my intuition was screaming BOY BOY BOY! So when they said ‘girl,’ I was a little bit taken aback, as was my sister in law who also had powerful feelings it was a boy.

Over the last 4 months, I have not only accepted the fact that we were going to have a girl, but became OVER THE MOON with excitement! My daughter would have a sister close in age just as I did and I was so in love with the name we picked out for her, (her middle name after my mother) Eevie June. My sister in law, however, was never convinced and we all have joked around since about the possibility of a mistake being made.

Currently, at 30 weeks pregnant, I went in for a routine ultrasound this morning for medical reasons and was floored when told the baby is, in fact, a BOY.

Awkwardly giggling through my tears, I yelled: “you are LYING to me!?” Turns out that medical professionals don’t do that. At least not on purpose. She turned the screen for me to see and said: “I am not, those are clearly testicles.” And by golly testicles they WERE.

It’s been hell holding this in from my husband for the entire day while he was at work but now that he knows I can FINALLY share with the rest of the world! IT’S A BOY, IT’S A BOY, IT’S A BOYYYY!!!