Here’s to the Boy Mamas

Here’s to the boy mamas that know the names of every obscure dinosaur inside and out. Here’s to the boy mamas that stop their phone calls to say, “No, your baby brother is not the dragon. Do not hit him with your sword.” Here’s to the boy mamas that wipe faces and hands on repeat all day long. Here’s to the boy mamas that turn hiking trips into superhero adventures that consist of looking for clues to catch the bad guys.

Here’s to the boy mamas that gladly play rough, and have to explain why “girls don’t always play that way” when your son tries to hulk-smash his cousin and she is less than thrilled. Here’s to the boy mamas that sing the Paw Patrol theme song in their sleep. Here’s to the boy mamas that dodge toy cars and legos like a pro.

Here’s to the boy mamas that battle with lightsabers and excel at Nerf gun aim. Here’s to the boy mamas that spend summer nights cheering for little guys from the stands, and making snacks for the teammates. Here’s to the boy mamas that build towers over and over so their boys can knock them down.

Here’s to the boy mamas that can recite all of the details about every superhero, while raising their most favorite superhero of all. Here’s to the boy mamas that read all the books on bugs, snakes, and sharks. Here’s to the boy mamas that dig in the dirt, and know the name of every type of truck and bulldozer. Here’s to the boy mamas that scare away the monsters and tuck their boys in tight.

Here’s to the boy mamas that are teaching their sons that guys can cook and clean too, all while having a dance party in the kitchen. Here’s to the boy mamas that are teaching the truth that boys have feelings too, while also teaching strategies to deal with the big feelings of anger and frustration. Here’s to the boy mamas that are teaching respect. Here’s to the boy mamas that are teaching their sons to value a lady and always show her that same respect. Here’s to the boy mamas that are raising sons that are brave and courageous. Here’s to the boy mamas that are raising leaders and world changers.

Here’s to the boy mamas that play hard and snuggle harder. Here’s to the boy mamas that kiss all of the boo-boos and make it all better.  Here’s to the boy mamas that embrace every loud and messy and wonderful aspect of raising boys. Here’s to the boy mamas that are their sons’ first love, while also preparing their sons to one day leave and love to another woman. Here’s to the boy mamas that know they will miss this one day.

Here’s to the boy mamas that are raising boys who love Jesus and follow Him. Here’s to the boy mamas that are discipling their sons while teaching them to make disciples who make disciples. Here’s to the boy mamas that act out David and Goliath, being the giant “just one more time.”  Here’s to the boy mamas that are teaching their sons to love their neighbors, no matter how different they may be. Here’s to the boy mamas who are raising sons that will help the orphan, the widow, and the foreigner. Here’s to the boy mamas praying for years for the wives that God has for their sons. Here’s to the boy mamas that are teaching their sons to pray, and have faith the God will answer the big prayers. Here’s to the boy mamas that sing “Jesus Loves Me” on repeat in hopes that if they remember just one thing that they taught them, it will be the deep love that Christ has for them. Here’s to the mamas that daily ask God to use their sons to change the world.

Boy mamas, may we never forget the honor that it is to love our little fellas. May we remember that the days may be long, but the years really are short. May we embrace the great responsibility that God has given us to raise men that will lead their families and the world to Jesus. Here’s to the boy mamas.