Sunday, May 20, 2012

1 Girl to 3 Boys - The Story of My Life

My number is a ratio - 1 girl to 3 boys. 

I grew up with my older brother and two older boy cousins on the banks of Lake George in upstate NY. Most days I could be seen standing alone on the dock watching the boys way off in the distance paddling away in the canoe - the boys having successfully ditched me.

I learned how to sleep with one eye open and one eye closed, so when the boys snuck out early in the mornings to play “King of The Dock” (a particularly brutal game with no rules, except one, last man dry on the dock won) I would not miss it!

On the rare occasion when I successfully retired for the night bruised and battered from climbing rocks, jumping cliffs, swimming long distances, and running as fast as I could to keep up, I never laughed so hard or had so much fun than I did with Corby, Kevin, and Scott. Instead of proper bridesmaids at my wedding, I named them my three bridesmaids. My brother, maid of honor, stood next to me and held my bouquet.

On May 10th, 2012 history repeated itself. I gave birth to my second son, Finnegan Leith Bahn and again became a family of 1 girl to 3 boys!

Scott, the oldest of the four of us from the first generation, called it - he said there was no way I was having a girl! I was born to live with all boys my whole life.

My repeat of life with boys truly hit home, when my husband was sitting at the table with our first son Wyatt, holding 3-day-old Finnegan in his arms and said to me, “Don’t mind us Mama, the boys are hanging out.” I dropped everything I was doing and came running, “I can hang too,” I glared.

The irony of it – between Scott, Kevin, and Corby they have almost all daughters! Kevin has one girl and one boy, with I am sure, another girl on the way. HA - Good Luck with those absolutely gorgeous bomber girls! 

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