Birthday Boy and Time

Dear Sweetboy,

You have just turned eleven.

Number one. Twice.

I’m not sure how that happened.

Five short years from now, you can potentially get a driver’s license. Voting rights are yours to claim in only seven years. Middle school beckons and high school looms.

Give me a minute.

In a few short weeks, you will wave goodbye to elementary school and enter full on tweendom at the intermediate school.

I want to shake my fist at time. It’s moving too fast.

I’m thankful that stuffed animals and hugs are still preferred over closed doors and hasty exits.

Each month, lately, I feel like you make some new cognitive leap or self discovery. I’m trying to acclimate to your current speed.

I could do that a lot easier if time would just slow down, already!

You’ve begun to blush at any romance, onscreen.  And, “I don’t want to talk about that!” is peppering some of our conversations. Sarcasm is gaining appeal in the books you read and the shows you watch. I’m quoting you here, child. “I’m not a fan of that.”

You still need me. I’ll be honest. That is comforting.  It means that you are still young enough to not have it all figured out yet.

Have I mentioned that I would also very much like for time to stand still?

I know you want to be able to do some of these new things in life on your own. Go for it!

Just know this – we will always have your back.

We are a team.

And although there is no “i” in team, there is a “u”.

You know I love you so much. You told me so, just the other day.

I hope you always remember that.

Always.

Happy Eleven, Sweetboy.  You’re gonna ROCK this!

Love,

Mama

P.S. If you need me, I’ll be taking all of the batteries out of the clocks. Everywhere.

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10 thoughts on “Birthday Boy and Time

  1. Happy birthday to your boy. My youngest will turn 11 in a couple of weeks. Time really does move to fast. I blinked and my oldest daughter was married, or so it seems. Have a blessed week!

    • The time is flying, Barbie. And I feel helpless on birth days. I didn’t realize we had a kidlet around the same age. I love that!

  2. It’s the hardest part of parenting, isn’t it? It’s amazing to watch them grow into the people they will be as independent individuals but man, as a mom, it’s a little heartbreaking!
    My daughter says “I’m not a fan of that” too! And i love your line about the clocks!

  3. [sniff] It moves so fast. I feel like we just moved to these mountains and put Jaana in kindergarten, and yet on Sunday she officially moves up to the 5th grade class at church. How? HOOOOWWWWWW???? Feeling your pain and hiding clock batteries with you, friend!

    • How? How are they about the enter the 5th grade? Oh stars… I’ll be over for a coffee and to commiserate nas soon as I can hike it down your way. ;)

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