I recall when I was pregnant absolutely everyone would tell me, “Soak it all in! It goes by so immediately.” But when my son was 1, 2, and even 3, I felt, at that time, that people were the LONGEST several years of my life. I imagined I would be chopping up meals into teeny very small items and indicating “be thorough” for the rest of my lifestyle!
But when he commenced school total-time at 4 years aged, that’s when daily life picked up tempo… and quick! Days begun blending collectively, seasons flew by, and we were singing “Joyful Birthday” what felt like just about every handful of months.
Now, my son turns 9. Nine! Final 12 months of solitary digits. I practically don’t know how I went from obtaining a bean to owning a “Cam,” how I went from “mommy” to “mom,” how diapers grew to become minor teeny briefs that then grew to become boxers, how we went from tear-totally free toddler wash to entire body wash for guys… it can be all traveling by.
I will acknowledge it: I miss out on the minor-particular person phase in which I was neat and enjoyment (and not the shame I am now!). I miss the little items of foods and becoming a helicopter mother at the park and calming massive fears and kissing minor boo-boos.
But 9 is great way too. We have an actual person now. Life is unquestionably less difficult and considerably less messy. We have somebody amazing to hold out with. He is super humorous and mature, and really understands items like sarcasm (which can be a excellent or a lousy thing!).
And most of all: I enjoy him additional and extra with every single passing yr.
Delighted birthday bud! You’ll constantly be that minor bean that grew inside my tummy. And you may also usually be my absolute favorite person.
A full-time operate-from-property mother, Jennifer Cox (our “Supermom in Training”) enjoys dabbling in wholesome cooking, craft tasks, relatives outings, and much more, sharing with audience every little thing she knows about becoming an (virtually) superhero mommy.