This morning I waved off a hairy boy going off to 8th grade. Just yesterday he stood in front of me afraid of kindergarten, holding his apple for his teacher, crying as he walked off. Today he yelled for me not to follow him to the bus stop and to “go in the house so no one would see me looking at him.” It was just a blink of an eye since he was taking his first step. And now he is walking down the block on his own, never looking back. I know the next few years are going to be bumpy with the scary teenage years ahead of me. But I am ready. I am looking forward to every nasty, crazy, hormonal moment. In five years he will be leaving me and going off to college. He may get married and move far away. I am going to cherish every second of the next five years. I am going to make his favorite dinners more. I am going to stop whatever I am doing to talk to him. I am going to remember how blessed to have had this boy. And I am never going to take for granted how blessed I have been able to be home with him.
Darla I understand how you feel!My one and only will be starting third grade tomorrow and it seems like just yesterday he was starting kindergarten.You blink and they are no longer a baby!
I can remember when they were babies being frustrated that I couldn’t go to the store alone or have any bathroom privacy because they were banging on the door, and now I am alone all day and have all the privacy I want because they would rather be with their friends than me. Enjoy the little ones ladies.
How is it going Darla since you posted this? Afterall this was four years ago and your boy is almost out the door!how are the teenage years? I have a 9 year okd aon, I know I a ways away, but there are these predictor moments when I feel challenged especially about tge future. Please share 🙂