Tuesday, August 9, 2011

My Senior Moment at 38

So today I had a senior moment...and I'm not even 40.  No, this senior moment was when I stood outside watching my boy walk to school, his last year of high school...it is him that's a Senior and I couldn't help but to get teary eyed as I stood there.

It seems like just yesterday that I was pregnant with my baby boy.  All at once he grew up before my eyes.  I remember when I couldn't wait for him to start talking so we could communicate.  Then he started talking and wouldn't be quiet.  I remember when my daughter was born and he used to pull the blanket around with her on it.

Where did the time go?  I remember him sleeping in our bed with us when he was so little.  I remember him standing at the front door of his daycare screaming when I had to leave him to go to work.  I remember those younger years.  I remember buying him clothes from wherever they had cute clothes and shoes from Payless, boy I sometimes miss those inexpensive days.

Then came the school years.  I have this picture of Ant holding his lunchpail in front of his Kindergarten class and smiling where you could see all his teeth, it's an adorable picture.  Then began the years of overprotective mother who volunteered in the class just to be close to her baby.  I went through so much in school with him I felt like I was there attending school right there with him. 

I remember watching his middle school graduation and being so proud, I can only imagine how proud I will be in June.  It seems like I just graduated not too long ago, wow, its hard to believe that was 21 years ago. 
So as I get ready to take him to take his Senior pictures soon I sit in awe that I have this wonderful and sometimes annoying son who has brought nothing but joy to my life.  We have our ups and downs but I am so grateful every day that God blessed us with this wonderful boy who with hard work and motivation I know will graduate.

I miss that little baby boy I used to hold in my arms, but now my baby boy is a handsome and charming young man who when I am sad or just because ...he holds me in his arms.  I love you Ant!  Class of 2012!

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