So, you can imagine my surprise when the tears started as I dropped him off for his last day today. At 3:00, my baby will be a THIRD GRADER!!! Oh my. How did that happen? Wasn't it just yesterday that I was fighting with him to give up his binky? Or helping him get dressed? Rocking him to sleep every night in my arms?
I thank GOD that my baby is still a snuggler. That he still loves his mama and wants me there when he goes to sleep at night. I am thankful that he's growing up to be a good, smart, kid. I love that he's excited to do things with me, to show me things. To share his world with me. But I know that ALL TOO SOON, that time will end, for awhile at least. He'll be a teenager, too cool for mom who has suddenly become a huge embarrassment and who (in his mind) doesn't know or understand anything. I am dreading that time. It will break my heart. But my time bonding, teaching, and loving him now will carry me through (with a lot of prayer and help from God, I'm sure!). And I know that we will come through it, and on the other side be close once more. And someday, hopefully, I'll hear the words, "Mom, you were right. I'm sorry for thinking you were such...." Which reminds me, I need to go apologize and thank my parents again for putting up with my teenage years!
So, today, I'm sad and sentimental. But I'm even more happy and excited that I get the chance to spend the summer with my guy, bonding, playing, loving, and growing together. I'm not going to let a single moment pass by... This is a summer to treasure!
May you be blessed with appreciation
of all you've been given.
Hold on to it.
Don't let it slip away.