My children are now 17, 14 and 10, but they still melt me now and then. Whenever my daughters tell me they want to do something with me. Whenever my 10 year old grabs my hand to walk with her. Even my 17 year old son, whenever he compliments me or shares with me his inner most feelings.
I am married, but I was the one who worked from home - for the most part - running my law practice and bottle-fed, burped, diaper changed, kissed boo-boos and watched more Barney than I care to admit.
For me, I see no difference between boys or girls when it comes to finding my soft spot, soft voice, whatever you want to call it. I just feel lucky to have a close relationship with all my children, so that all of them still make me glad we are together.