Brie’s expecting a baby boy! With all the excitement of having a second child, there are also a ton of questions swirling in her mind. Girls are pretty comfortable raising girls… but when it comes to boys, how do we raise them to be real men?
Well, my husband and I are pregnant for a second time and we couldn’t be more excited. To add to the joy, we just found out we’re having a boy. How fortunate we feel to be able to experience a family with children of both sexes. Truth be told, when we found out we were having a daughter, I was terrified. Would she turn into the sassy, too early of a make-up wearing, pre-Madonna that I had been? Would she talk back, and push the limit with her booty shorts? Man, I sure hope not. At this point, she’s only one and a half. Only time will tell.
Yet to find out we were having a son was a huge thrill for my husband and I. I grew up with only brothers, and I think my husband immediately started fanaticizing about basketball drills on the driveway (not that our daughter won’t be there participating too). But then it kind of hit me. While I can count on the fact that my daughter will give me a run for my money around age eleven, I have not a clue what to expect from our little man.
Having been in the schools for years, there’s been a lot of verbal buzz about “The Boy Problem.” A recent article in The Wall Street Journal, Where Have All the Good Men Gone, talks about an extension of just that. It mentions how girls continue to outperform boys throughout their schooling, and more women than men actually go on to graduate from college. While the girls are busy getting their work done, the boys would rather kill time playing video games. And I’m not just talking middle schoolers here, we’re talking 30 year olds, holding the controllers, still living on Ma and Pa’s couch, refusing to grow up. An “extended adolescence,” is how the article refers to it.
Well, I don’t have to read the statistics, I can just look around my peer group to see the truth of it. All of my friends going after advanced degrees or who happen to have killer jobs and live independently happen to be women. And I perpetually dated the guy with Peter Pan Syndrome until I met my partner: the first man I’d seen with any sort of real direction in his life. And I married him.
Look, I’m not saying that every guy out there is a slacking, video game playing, free-loading, Mama’s Boy, I’m just strictly recognizing a social trend. And this time it’s talking a little bit louder to me because the baby inside of me happens to have boy parts.
Well, clearly, I am far too early into this whole parenting process to have any answers. For goodness sake, my “boy” is negative five months old! It’s much too soon to start stressing about this. But all these books and articles definitely get me thinking. What’s a Mama to do to raise a real man? I’ll just trust that when the time comes, his father will lead the charge. And for the time being, I’ll hope our little man doesn’t get too comfy in there.