July 23, 2009: Best Day of my Life

image of birthdayToday I am the mom of a 9-year old. I am filled with such great emotion, both happy and sad. I wonder how time has just flown by these past nine years. I look at my wonderful little boy and wonder how he got to be so grown up so fast. I see videos from when he was just learning to talk “Hi, mama” and remember that sweet high pitched voice. I remember his first steps and feeling so dang proud of him. I remember his first smile and how my heart melted right away. I remember him always needing to have Lightning McQueen (the one with the red tires), Mater (the “dirty” brown one, not the shiny blue one), or a monster truck (El Toro Loco) with him at all times, even when he slept. I remember him being so active all of the time and looking at my friend’s daughters and wondering why he wouldn’t just sit and color like the calm girls did.

There is something truly special about a mother/son [Read more…]

The Last Time

mother and childI recently read a writing that one of my friends posted on Facebook called, The Last Time. Oh my gosh, y’all, I couldn’t even handle it. I wasn’t but two sentences in when the crying started and it didn’t stop. The Last Time is about your babies growing up and it being the last time that you do something. The key is that you don’t know when the last time will happen; it just kind of does.

Reading this came at a time when I’ve already been feeling sad about my son growing up and being at school. I miss the fact that we can’t go to the zoo on a random Tuesday anymore. I miss pushing him on a swing at the playground. I miss having him around [Read more…]