Birthdays are special at our house!!!
I can’t remember a time that we just celebrated a birthday for just one day. Most of our celebrations last for at least a week or two. Of course, the fall out from said birthdays always lasts for much, much longer.
On July 3rd, my little baby boy turned double digits on me. HE IS FINALLY 10!
It is so hard to believe that just over 10 years ago, I wasn’t a momma, a mommie a mom or any other M word (at least not one I can think of)! I was just Danny’s wife (somehow after I got married, my own given name seemed to have been absorbed into our marriage or into outer space or into a black hole somewhere).
Ten years ago, I was a wife, a homemaker, an employee, a sister, a daughter, a granddaughter, a dreamer and a whole lot of other things -- just not a mom. I always envisioned one day that I would hold that honor, but at that point, I hadn’t achieved it YET.
Ten years ago, I wasn’t worried about a whole lot. I wasn’t coordinating schedules and car pools. I wasn’t doing loads and loads of laundry. I wasn’t worried about making lunches and making sure little teeth got brushed before bedtime. I wasn’t worried about being home on time after work. I wasn’t worried about stocking an endless supply of band-aids (if you didn’t know it…band-aids cure EVERYTHING). I wasn’t worried about setting an example for anyone or being a role model. I wasn’t worried about changing diapers or what brand of formula to buy. I just wasn’t worried.
But on the morning of July 3, 2003, all my worries changed. I worried about everything. I worried about anything. I worried about nothing. I worried about my beautiful little boy and I worried (and prayed) that I would be a great mom to him.
Lots of things have changed over the last 10 years. I can’t say that I am a great mom, but I know I must have done something right. Just look at this boy grow!
He is amazing in every way. He has a kind heart and a loving spirit. He is the best big brother that a little girl could ever have. He is easy going and fun to be around. He can draw pictures better than anyone I know and he wins the CREATIVE STORY TELLER award every year at his school (don’t tell him but I think that is an award they created just in his honor). He is growing like a weed and will surpass all of us soon. He is a huge piece of my heart that is living outside of my body.
No matter how old he is…he will always be my boy and I will always be his mom. I love him to the moon and back every day and sometimes farther. The first time I held him I didn’t think I could love him more than I did at that second, but I found out over the last 10 years I was wrong. I love him more and more and more every single day. He is my love and my life. Ten years ago he stole my heart and I don't want him to ever give it back!
This weekend, we will finish up nearly two weeks of celebrations. The last hoorah!
I am so proud of the young man that my little boy is becoming. I look forward to continuing to walk on this journey with him (although I wish we could slow our pace a little)!
I gladly and proudly wear the title of Adyson’s mom!!! Sometimes it is hard to remember who I was before marriage and kids, but honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I gladly and proudly wear the title of Adyson’s mom!!! Sometimes it is hard to remember who I was before marriage and kids, but honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Happy Birthday Adyson! I LOVE YOU!
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