Ten years ago this minute I was lying in a hospital bed, cursing my husband (silently) and wondering how the hell they were going to get his BABY OUT OF MY BODY!!!
Today, that baby is ten! TEN!
Yes, people tell you to cherish every moment because childhood is fleeting (but apparently adolescence seems to last freakin' FOREVER!) It's hard to cherish those wont-go-to-sleep-dig-in-your-heels-and throw-a-tantrum-hey-Mom-I'm-projectile-vomiting-sorry I put chewing-gum-in-my-brother's-hair-moments. I am all too guilty of wishing my kids were a little bit older, a little more independent, a little less needy.
Shame on me.
The birthday boy kissed me today (yay, 10 years old and still kissing his mother goodbye!) and walked off to his first soccer game of the season. As I noticed the top of his head at my EYE LEVEL, I realized that 6 years from now he will be driving. 8 years from now he will vote. 11 years from now he will be able to drink.
I am NOT one of those mothers that needs a baby fix every other year (thus ending up with 5 or 6 children or, gulp, 10 or 12!!!) All attitude aside (and yes, I'm already getting PLENTY OF THAT!) I enjoy my children more now that they are older. Instead of trying to figure out why they are upset or angry or frustrated, they can JUST TELL ME!
I know it will be only a few short years until communication ceases altogether (the aforementioned teenage years), so I am going to try to follow the advice I've been given.
Cherish every single moment.
Happy Birthday Xander!
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