Thursday, October 14, 2010

Sixteen? Just rip my heart out...

Seriously been dreading this week all year. My firstborn, my baby, my first true love turned 16 on Wednesday. I have still not quite recovered.

TIME.GOES.BY.SO.FAST.  don't waste a single minute with your children. The first years of having a child are so consumed with providing the basic necessities, Shelter, Food, Clothing, Air (??) - whatever it takes to just keep them alive. Every time one of my kids makes it to Kindergarten, I am just so happy that I have managed to keep them alive and in relatively good shape. This is especially true with boys, especially true with my oldest boy. The one that turned 16 yesterday. I seriously feared for his life and still do.

He is my dare devil. Fearless. Pain doesn't seem to stop him. He has broken a leg and an arm. Sprained several things, bitten by a feral cat and several other injuries that make my AFLAC policy very worth it.

He has calmed down this year ( a little), loves playing the electric guitar, wears really cool boots, is a total comic and has a heart the size of Texas. He loves his mommy and thinks his baby brother is the greatest.

He is my first boy, first child, first labor, first birth. He made me a mommy at the mere age of 19 and because of that we both learned a whole lot that from each other. He gave me my first stretch marks and I don't hold that against him. He has put up with me being an over-protective first time mom, I have dealt with him acting like a member of the jack ass show.

He loves his grandma (my mom) more than anything. He has never had to wear hand me down clothing and because of that he is quite the Clothes Diva. He was 8 when his father and I divorced and stepped up to become the man of the house. He then graciously accepted a new man of the house when Jason and I married.

He is My Boy, My Gift and my teacher. He has made me a better person and a better mother.

2 comments:

PK said...

What a wonderful read, mostly when I am the grandma he loves so much..he is my heart and soul, has always been from the first time I saw him...thank you Anna for the blog, a few tears of joy have started my morning..loved it, now let me go wipe my eyes and get on with the beautiful day you made for me....MOM

Melanie said...

That is such a beautiful post. My eyes watered up. My eldest is only 5 and I can't wait to see what she'll be like when she grows up. I try to enjoy every moment I can with her and her little brother. :)

 
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