ten years ago at exactly 7:13am … i fell in love. and i feel in love hard.
i can remember it because i had never experienced anything like it before. the first time we locked eyes. the first time i saw him. the first noise he made… i just knew.
that was ten years ago. and the last ten years have been so wonderful. and scary. and stressful. and challenging. and peaceful. and soothing. and life saving. and defining.
ten years ago… i met the first love of my life. and he looked at me like he had known me all along. i don’t remember much of that morning anymore. the names of the medical staff. or even the name of the hospital he was born in. or any details associated with labor. but… occasionally, i will look over at my, now, ten year old… and i get the same rush of emotions i did when i very first held him in my hands.
it’s taking everything i have to not burst into random tears.
double digits?!? where did the time go? The other day… it occurred to me that i am over halfway there to the day when this little man will leave the nest. kills me. he’s been in my life for ten years. and in my heart for even longer.
Kiddo… you are, without doubt, the best of everything in my life. you are my anchor. my cause. my life. my motivation. my daily strength. my comfort. the energy. the joy. the proof. You made me a mom. And you saved my life. You are smart and funny. and so unique and unabashedly you. I am so inspired by you everyday. i love the way you love life. the way you always look for more. i love your jokes. and even when you put me in my place. and remind me who i am. i love being your mom. my goodness… i love being your mom. and i love that you are my boy.
Happy Birthday to you.