<p>A few weeks ago, we learned that a baby boy(!) will be joining the adorable toddler boy we already have.&#0160; Which means that I will be the lone female in this household (at least for a while) and that even if we have another child, and it turns out to be a girl, I will forever be outnumbered.</p>

<p>Getting used to this idea has taken some time.</p>

<p>I always assumed that I would have a daughter.&#0160; After all, I&#39;m a daughter myself, so it&#39;s familiar territory.&#0160; &#0160;It&#39;s definitely not because I want to have a little girl to play dress up with (I hate when people say that by the way.&#0160; I mean, little girls aren&#39;t Barbie dolls, but I digress..) because to be honest, having to worry about matching tights and shoes and color coordinating outfits gives me a headache sometimes.&#0160; And that&#39;s just getting myself dressed - I couldn&#39;t imagine having to go through that with a child.&#0160; </p>

<p>The thing is, my world has mostly been a woman&#39;s world - and I&#39;ve liked it.&#0160; I can&#39;t help it if I imagined myself sharing it with a daughter.&#0160; I like going out with &quot;the girls.&quot;&#0160; I like &quot;girly&quot; things (I can spend hours at stationery shops - it&#39;s scary how happy pretty paper can make me.)&#0160; &#0160;Even at business school, where we only made up 30% of the class, the ladies were mostly in charge.&#0160; I&#39;ve always worked in companies where women outnumber men - and in industries where it was all about the woman&#39;s purchasing power - because we make most of the economic decisions anyways.&#0160; So for me, it has been all about being a woman.</p>

<p>But not anymore.</p>

<p>When we found out that our family would be a boy family, my OB-GYN (a woman, of course) put her hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eyes and said &quot;as a mother of three boys, I have to warn you:&#0160; Your bathrooms will never be the same.&quot;&#0160; And with a wink and a smile, I was initiated into a new sisterhood, one that I never really knew existed - I became a Mom Of Boys.&#0160; And you know what?&#0160; I think I will like it.&#0160; I get to be the sole female in the house, and thus expect to be spoiled accordingly.&#0160; I can see it now - I&#39;ll start wearing pink and carrying a fluffy white dog to counterbalance the testosterone levels at home.&#0160; And spa days with the girls will probably be the standard Mother&#39;s Day present for a while.&#0160; I&#39;ll get to be a girly-girl, not only guilt-free but also for diversity&#39;s sakes.&#0160; It is my duty!&#0160; Of course, it also means that I have to be a role model and will represent All Of Womanhood to my boys for many, many years - that&#39;s a little scary (specially if I do indulge in all the girly things I&#39;m imagining right now), but I don&#39;t have to worry about that for a while.&#0160; (How very Scarlett O&#39;Hara of me!&#0160; I&#39;m even turning into a Southern Belle.)</p>

<p>It also means that I get to be the Mother-In-Law.&#0160; Twice.&#0160; &#0160;I don&#39;t know if that makes me want to laugh maniacally or cry. </p>
