Thursday, February 24, 2011

 Five is grown, but six is even more grown

We are connected with this invisible link. 

It's no longer flesh and nourishment, as it once was, but you are mine and I am yours and nothing can ever change that.

Your eyes sparkle and mine reflect.


I watch you from a distance when I want to hover close.

It's called being a mom and it is hard.

Five is pretty grown up - but six is even more grown up. I know that because you told me. You are good at tellin' me stuff.

I try not to get weepy and mommy-weird, because you deserve cheering on and crawling on the floor being a storm trooper to save Mr. gorilla from the four legged walkers (what?). So that is what I do instead.

But when you aren't looking I flip through pictures of you as a screaming infant and the images blur because I am a mom and I can't help the moisture in my eyes.

"Princess Leia?" You ask expectantly

At first it goes in one ear and out the other, but when it gets more insistent and I see that your eyes are on me I hide my grin and answer to this pseudonym which has been given to me in high honor.

So I am she and you are... some form of strange animal/person, and we are out to save the world, one stuffed animal at a time.

There is so much that I want to say about who you are right now. There is so much that I hope never changes and much that I expect to adjust, grow, and flourish.

But I do hope that you will always know, and remember deep down in the reserves of your heart that are saved for truth and only truth, that I am yours and you are mine and nothing could ever change that.

On Saturday you will be six and I will delight in everything that your little life has taught mine.

Sometimes I chuckle that you are God's gift of beauty and pure challenge to me.

How have you known how to push my buttons since the day you were born? How do you do that?

How does your grin make everything right in my world of topsy turvy? I mean really, how do you do that?
Sweetness and grit. Some of the toughest stuff I have come up against. That's you my Jay.
Forever.
You are mine and I am yours and nothing will ever change that.


5 comments:

Katarina said...

Happy 6th Birthday!
He will cherish this post when he is older, what sweet mommy words for your big-little boy.

The Sneaky Mommy said...

What a sweet little blue eyed boy! Hope you have a wonderful time celebrating this precious boy!

Megan said...

This is so beautiful! And such an honest, and true description of motherhood. Yes Jay, Six is more grown... but don't grow up too fast! ;)

Nikki said...

I love your mama-heart, Wendi. Hearing your heart for your boys is such an honor...I feel like I learn so much about godly mothering just from reading your posts.

Happy Birthday to Jay!!

Cottage Mommy said...

Happy Birthday little man! As a fellow Mama to a six year old boy I understand where you are coming from! Sometimes I wonder how he got so big that he barely can sit on my lap anymore and his littleness is such a blurry memory. This was so beautifully written...I loved every word! I hope his day is filled with magic!