Happy Birthday!!

Today is my son's 9th birthday!!  It is very exciting for him.  His bestest friends are coming over, his favorite cake is being served, and the pinata that he made me buy last July is set up and ready to go!!  There are balloons and songs of happiness.  So why do I feel a little sad?

I know the obvious reasons.  He is the youngest of my three children.  My journey of motherhood ends with him.  Sure one day it will change into a different type of motherhood, but the my life revolves around needing and loving my mom will end.  He was the last one I taught to walk, potty trained, taught to read, and it is sad to see each phase end knowing that it will never be repeated in this way.

I remember the day this little guy was born.  It wasn't completely a happy day either.  We were expecting a 10lb baby to be born on July 19th.  Instead we had a 4lb 3 oz baby born on June 19th.  He was whisked  out of my room and out of my sight for many hours.  The first time I actually saw him he was hooked up in an incubator with little tubes.  He was so tiny.  The 10 day hospital stay was miserable. 

A lot has changed in 9 years.  He is still our little guy.  Still tiny compared to others his age.  But, he is mighty.  He is smart, creative and loving.  We often say we are so glad we had him.

So I will brush aside the tinge of sadness and I will watch with glee as he smiles all day and I will enjoy every moment of who this child is in my life.  I will thank my God for the privileged of being this child's mother.

Comments

  1. It is a tough act to juggle the lasts and the present joy.

    I had only one child. So every end was The end.

    I understand your heart.

    But as a mother of a grown son who is happily married, I can say it is still good, just different.

    I look forward to grandchildren some day. But for now I just enjoy who he has become. We are blessed. As you are are :)

    Your tears a valid, but don't let them stay around long or you will miss out on the fun of the next stage :)

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