It's official. After years of knowing it was going to happen and preparing myself for the inevitable, the day has finally arrived... I am now the proud (if not psychotic) mother of a TEENAGER!!! Yes it's true. Kyle is thirteen today!
I'm not sure how it happened. I swear just yesterday my little boy was smiling up at me with only four teeth and an innocence that warms the heart. I was the centre of his world and well... moms ruled back then.
Now, he's nearly tall enough to look me in the eye, and I swear the xbox has taken my roll as gravity queen and said centre of the universe...oh, I'm in there somewhere. I'm the "mom can I have 5 bucks for lunch?" and "mom, can we go to a movie, oh and you have to drive." Yeah, I'm there... just not quite the way it used to be.
Don't get me wrong. I love having older kids. Getting the freedom back to finally grocery shop without all three in tow. I'm sure you all remember chariot races down the aisles and crying children right at checkout time. Then there's being able to go for a run without worrying about finding someone to watch them. Having real, adult-like conversations and going to movies that aren't animated and rated higher than G. But it's also a constant reminder that the years, are indeed, passing and it won't be long before driving then living on their own...dare I say grandchildren?
Okay, maybe I'm jumping the gun just a bit, but thirteen is huge!!!! The last step before true adulthood. He's not a child anymore, he's a teenager, soon to be adult... I think I need a drink.
Anyway, here's a huge Happy Birthday to my son, Kyle. He's a great kid and I couldn't be blessed with a better kid to ease me into my new role as mom of kids with hormones and crushes. I hope you have a great day!!!!! I love you and I'm so very proud of you.