We have a teenager in the house!
Our very first teenager and I am oh so glad that this is the child who is leading us into teenagerhood!
cause if it were this brother...
or this sister....
I'm just sayin'! Hehe!
This child was born on a stormy night 13 years ago and as nervous as I was about having my first child, the moment the nurse put him in my arms, I knew I had found my purpose in life.
I had never pictured myself as a Mom but that child changed my life forever. He was cute and I was hooked!
We have had our ups and downs, cause well, he is a boy (heh) but many more ups than downs. He is sweet and smart and loving and interested in everything, especially now, girls (oh my) or should I say one girl in particular! His first girlfriend. Sigh!
I can so vividly remember rocking this big teenager in his favorite rocking chair when he was a lot younger and a whole lot smaller. I would get so frustrated when night after night he would wake and ask to be rocked and just as he would fall asleep and I would ever so gently place him back in his crib, his beautiful eyes would pop open and in his sweetest 2 year old voice, he would say, "moe wock!"
One night, however, as I held him in my arms, rocking him for the umpteenth time, I suddenly flashed forward to when my first born was far too big to fit in my lap and far too old to want to be rocked and I cried and tried to take in all of the moment and remember every detail and savior every single second of those midnight rocks - just the two of us.
Well, he might be too big and too old now to be rocked but I will always remember that time with him and savior the memories that I knew as his mother, I needed to lock away.
His birthday came on a Tuesday this year (yawn), so he hasn't had a true celebration with his friends yet but we did have a mini little family celebration
complete with presents and a giant card made by his lovin' brothers
who knew you had to actually buy the decorator tip separately - huh! |
did you know that a family of 7 can just about polish off an entire ugly, 2 layer chocolate cake in one sitting??
yeah, for real!!
unless of course you don't like birthday cake |
Know what he got for his 13th birthday?
My sweet, funny, athletic, smart and incredibly compassionate teenage child - Happy Birthday! He is 13 and while he has his first job and his first girlfriend, and is almost as tall as me, when I look at him - he is my adorable little 2 year old playing with his dump truck and asking for "moe wock."