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I am a boy mom, and it fits me like a glove. When I was pregnant with my first child, I knew I would have a boy. And with the second, when the test came back and said it was another boy, I couldn’t be very surprised. Boys have always seemed to be my destiny.

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You see, for years before having my own children, I was a teacher. I had a small class of students who had special needs, anywhere from six to nine . . . usually ALL little boys. I had a handful of girls sprinkled in over the years, but mostly there were boys. Year after year, God was training me to take care of, understand, and love teaching little boys. Now that I have two of my own, it seems like the most natural thing in the world to be their mommy.

Boys are loud and active, they love to get dirty, and they never seem to get tired. I can spend all day trying to outrun my sons, hours playing at the park, and they still have energy to chase each other around the house until bedtime. Boys are rough and competitive. They want to be the winner of the game, have the strongest muscles, and do the most daring (and sometimes foolish) stunts to prove it. Little boys love to laugh, love to be tickled, and then tackle and wrestle each other to the ground. Every day with them is a new adventure.

There are so many things to love about being a mom of boys.

But my favorite thing by far is that when they are not being rough or silly, they are oh, so loving. Little boys sure do love their mommas, I know for a fact this is true. Boys are cuddly and snuggly. They love to give hugs and kisses. My sons tell me all day long how much they love me. There is no sweeter sound to fill up a mother’s heart than those words. My boys are my two little princes, and I am the queen of their hearts. I love being a boy mom, and I love being the object of their affection.

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I think little girls are amazing and wonderful gifts from God, too. I love seeing my girl-mom friends and what they experience having daughters. It’s just a whole different world than I live in. I don’t know what it is like to have tea parties, play dolls, do hair and make-up, or even shop for adorable little girl clothes. I am happy to play monster trucks, superheroes, be chased and tackled, and even laugh at silly little boy potty humor.

It is only when I think of the future, I see any bit of a downside to being a boy mom.

Everyone knows girls will be friends with their moms forever, but boys will leave them, right? At least that is how the idea goes. I know as much as my boys love me now, someday my reign as queen will be over, and someone else will take the top place in their hearts. Someday each of my sons will meet a beautiful princess, and they will fall in love with her. They will want to marry her and make her the queen of their own kingdom. I know this is right and good. It is the way God created it to be. But it still makes my heart ache to think about it.

There is absolutely nothing I can do to stop this from happening, and I shouldn’t want to. What I can do is pray. I pray someday God will send each of my sons someone wonderful to love. I pray she will love God first, and then love her husband and family with all of her heart. I pray my boys will grow up to be men who honor God and serve their families. I pray they will use the strength God has given them to lead and protect.

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I pray I will do a good job raising them to know how to treat a princess, with gentleness and respect. I pray my sons and their future wives will build homes full of faith and grace. And I pray I will still have a special place in their lives although it will look very different than it does right now.  

I know my sons will always love me. But someday it will different.

Someday, I won’t be number one, and that will be OK. For now, they are still my little princes, and I will savor every day I get to be the queen of their hearts.

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Angela Sensenig

Angela Sensenig is a follower of Jesus Christ, a wife, and mother of two little boys and one little dog. She is a former teacher now embracing her role as a stay-at-home mom. She finds joy singing and playing the piano, riding horses, and running. Through the changing seasons of life and family, it is her goal to practice contentment and gratitude every day. She is so thankful to God for grace, His unfailing love, and for the gift of motherhood. She loves being a mom so much that she started a blog in hopes to share encouragement about life through God's Word and her reflections on raising children. She is passionate about learning and sharing Biblical truths that will enrich and refresh the hearts of mothers everywhere. You can find more of her writing at, or follow her “Thankful Mommy” page on Facebook and Thankfulmommyblog on Instagram.

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