Sooo, as much as it pains me to admit it… the majority of you were right about it being a boy. I was wr-wr-wr-wr-wrong.

Okay. NOW what?

I’m completely lost! I’d be fibbing if I said I was confident in my ability to mother a boy, but I do know that I’m excited to try. Dirt and cars and questionable odors are going to be a new experience, but I recently realized something very important: I can still buy ridiculous things and force him to dress HOWEVER I WANT. BUAHA!

Little Jack, I promise I’ll never make you wear a pink bunny suit. But I am picturing some miiiighty adorable big boy shoes in your future.

I can do this.