January 6, 2012
You are growing up. Tear. You are becoming a little bit older everyday. I still remember when we took you home from the hospital, a mere 7 pounds. Now, you just want to be older, you want to be more independent everyday, and apparently, Mamma kisses you too much.
You are extremely intuitive and sweet Hudson. We were driving in the car and you said, "Mamma, are you sad I am going to be 4?" I said, "In a way baby, because you are becoming a big boy, but you will always be my baby. You reply, "Well, that's not gonna happen." Tear. Tear. Tears.
They say about children - when they are young they step on your toes and when they are old they step on your heart. I know that you will step on Mamma's heart even though you won't be trying - as you grow more independent, more intelligent and need me less.
But that is the beautiful thing about raising a child - watching this baby grow into a person and giving and that little person will grow into a big person and this person will grow wings and fly. I know this and want nothing less for you. I grew wings as a teen and I flew - I flew all over, and it will be beautiful to watch you fly, but sometimes, naturally, I assume it will be heartbreaking as it was for my Mamma.
However, you will always be my baby and I will always always be right here for you. And please Hudson, don't grow up too fast. Being a kid is so much more fun and you have your whole life to be a adult! Kids just don't know this! That's why they are kids. You find out too late how much fun being a kid is.
I love you amore mio, Mamma
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