Title: Boy mom. What a crown to place on your head. It would not be a dainty tiara frosted with gems, like that of a girl mom. It would be one of those heartier crowns fashioned from something unorthodox, like antlers or bones or foliage. And you would wear it with just as much pride as a mom of princesses. I was never a princess as a little girl. I was the tomboy, the barefoot kid climbing trees and catching lizards. How fitting that I would grow up to conceive two boy-children in my 30's.