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Are Boys Harder to Raise Than Girls?

Before I had kids, I'd get a little scared when I saw a toddler boy running chaotic around a store or while visiting my home. I’d gulp with fear of having my own little boy some day. Their high-energy personalities didn’t seem to mesh well with my typically low-key nature.

My daughter broke me into parenthood and she was fairly easy. She was a little high maintenance at times and always wanted to be held, but that wasn’t too bad. She generally liked to be by my side, and that helps when we go out and she wants to stay close to me.

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Two years and nine months later, I thought I had this parenting thing under control. Then I had my son. The first year or so wasn’t so bad, since he couldn’t walk and enjoyed being carried around. But when he started walking, everything changed. He loves running everywhere, climbing on everything and jumping off furniture. I feel like I’m constantly on edge, worrying if he’s going to hurt himself.

If he sees daylight through an open door, he’s running into it, without as much a glance back.

My adorable son loves to pull things off shelves just because, and shake my desk until things fall off, expressly because I tell him not to.

If I knew that having one more baby would mean another boy, I’d be 99.5 percent sure we’re done.

I told myself that my kids wouldn’t be pigeonholed into gender stereotypes. Both would share their toys—whether dolls, trucks or whatever. Their personalities would dictate their interests. Little did I know, their personalities would direct my son to have a pink Barbie car as his favorite toy that he loves to plow around the living room and send down the slide to fly across the house.

Meanwhile, my daughter can sit and color for hours, entertaining herself with arts and crafts. Sure, she asks a lot of questions and mentally gives me a run for my money. She’ll get pretty emotional and cry at the drop of a hat if her feelings get hurt—but physically, she doesn’t exhaust me at the end of the day.

When I hang out with my friends who have boys several years older than my son, I’ll sometimes notice their rambunctious nature and once again see the future ahead of me.

We are about 99 percent sure we’re done having kids but (and I know this is going to sound terrible), if I knew that having one more baby would mean another boy, I’d be 99.5 percent sure we’re done.

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There’s almost no question that, come the teenage years, parents with girls will probably have their work cut out for them. But, until then, will my little boy just be a tiny tornado?

Which child tends to be more difficult in your home—your boy or your girl?

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