Happy Birthday Baby Boy!

Over the last few years, I have learned to cherish every moment with my children. I have definitely taken notice to how quickly the years have come and gone. My body feels just as strong as it did 7 years ago, before I became pregnant with my oldest daughter. I have matured over the years.However, I feel as young as I did when I was 15. After all, I am only 29 years of age. I am surprised that so many of my friends and acquaintances continuously categorize themselves as "old". They blame everything on their "old" age. Majority of them are only 30! If you ask me, I was just 15 and thinking about how much I wanted to be 25. Ironically, at times, I long for the simplicity of 15.

No matter how much I resist, the years continue to come and go. My beautiful children are a constant reminder of this. I love them dearly and wish I could keep them children forever. I try so hard not to be a smothering mother, mostly because I do not want them to NEED me when they become mature adults. I only ask that they WANT me around. (They won't have any other options! lol)

Seriously, what was I thinking by wanting to have a baby at the age of 22? I did not plan to become pregnant, but I did not take extra measures to prevent pregnancy either. I was not married, and the truth is I did not care! I wanted a child. I felt a painful knot in my belly each time I saw a mother with a young child, wondering when was it going to be my turn. At times, I felt the on coming of waterworks. Fortunately for me, I met someone who adored me and still does.  I was fortunate enough to meet someone who became my best friend instantly.  We continue to grow and learn together in our marriage. But that is another story.

Today, more than any other day, I have been reminded that my children are growing up. Yes, they are still babies. Yes, my oldest is only 6 and my youngest is only 9 months old. But it feels as if my oldest was literally born a year ago. Already, at the age of 6 she thinks she is too old to hold my hand or give me a kiss in front of her peers. At least, this is how she behaved today! *sigh* However, she did show a sincere gesture of love during her class Christmas performance this afternoon! At one point while singing Feliz Navidad she pointed at me during the line "I want to wish you (me) a Merry Christmas". I know, I know, I'm a sap. But I am a mother first, and only my children have the power to make me cry. Yep, she started the waterworks! lol


My youngest decided she wanted to practice standing up today. Wasn't I just having yet another easy labor and delivery. I promises it was just yesterday that I was holding her tiny mucus covered body against my own. 

....and the biggest reminder of them all! My son took it upon himself to disobey me and turn 3 years old today! HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO ME!!! lol When did he turn 2?! I have been turning the waterworks off and on for the last two days. You might as well tell me he will be 20 tomorrow. I know it sounds silly....but to me, I was just 15.


...and with that I say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY BOY! I want you to stay my baby forever, however, I want you to grow up to become a mentally strong, tranquil, and self-assured individual even more. I love you!

I'll love you forever,

I'll like you for always,

as long as I'm living,

My baby you'll be.

                                              -Robert Munsch

My baby boy, LaVelle LaRue Clark III (Tre)