17 HUGS, 2 children, 15 adults (1 husband, 1 mother in law, 13 church friends)
I really was in a great mood this morning, I swear, I was! I got tons of great hugs in church and am blessed with an incredible mother in law that the kids adore. (Seriously, I wish everyone could be so lucky.)
Then it hit me. My baby turned 5 today. 5! When did that happen? Wasn’t he just a little baby? Then, if this wasn’t bad enough, I have lost his birth certificate which I desperately need for tomorrow (tomorrow!) to register him for kindergarten. Oh, come on. He can’t be old enough for kindergarten. *sigh* I digress. So, I went on a frantic search through the whole house for the certificate. During this search (which became more and more frantic by the minute) I found so many memorabilia. Cards given to him, his birth announcements, pictures of him throughout the years. It was while rifling through some of the pictures that it hit me, I don’t truly remember what he looked like at that time. What were all of those little quirks and nuances that I loved so much? It all goes by so fast. And he is only 5! Gah! I can’t imagine what I will be like when he is heading off to college. Anyway, I never found that birth certificate, but I think my frantic state had more to do with wanting to hold on to time than losing the certificate itself. I know that things will work out and he will end up in kindergarten because I will do what I need to to make it happen. There is nothing that I can do however to make him this tiny ever again:
What I will do is provide him with all of the love that I can possibly muster and send him in to the world with the knowledge that Mom hugs are forever.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.