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Four Reasons Why Four Boys are Better Than Three

I am pregnant with another boy!  I was surprised by how much this surprised me.  My mom only had three boys so, although I always wanted lots of boys, I really expected this one to be a girl.

He's not!

So, without further ado, here is my list of four reasons why four boys are better than three.

1. There's a sense of balance about four.  Everyone has a buddy!  Plus, the four of them can be a kick-butt team.  Think of all the awesome foursomes: the four Ninja Turtles, the four gospels, the four hobbits, the four horsemen of the apocalypse, the four skillful brothers, the four Hogwarts houses, the three Musketeers (who are actually four), the four Ghostbusters, and the four archangels.  In a great foursome, each person has unique and necessary skills that aid in the accomplishment of the groups goals.  I hope that my four boys can be that kind of team.

2. The symbolic aspect of four suggests completion as it is a representation of all earthly things.  There are four seasons.  Four cardinal directions.  Four elements.  Four humors/temperaments.  And four Duede boys.  When I think about it like this, it feels right that we should have another boy.  How could it have been any other way?

3. I had three brothers and it was a blast.  I know that a sister's relationship to her brothers is probably different from a brother's relationship to his brothers but it still makes me feel glad to think that my boys will all have this in common with me.  They will all have (at least) three brothers.  I enjoyed it.  I hope they do, too.

4. Even though I am having "another" boy, there really is nothing "another" about each new child.  All of my boys up to this point have been very different from each other.  Each has been new and surprising in some ways.  They didn't have to be a different gender to be delightfully different.  This child will also be unique.  Although he will be "another" boy, first and foremost he will be a new human.  Why are four boys better than three?  Because I am excited to know this one.

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Oozaroo said…
I am excited about four boys, too!

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