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Sentimental cry for Friday...
- Oct 23, 2009 at 9:53 AM
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Perhaps it was because of the rain that fell on this dark morning that I was drenched with a sentimental spirit. All I knew was; I was a teary Mommy on my drive home from dropping my older children off at school as my "baby" accompanied me on the return.
I always enjoyed this one-on-one time with my youngest, a time when he didn't have to compete for my attention from his five siblings. His boyish innocence had a way of immediately filling me with smiles and laughter.
Today he started our "Mommy and son" conversation with a question: what is that thing? His voice was sweet and high-pitched, revealing absolutely nothing manly about him at this point in his life. He pointed to the drive gear and I proceeded to tell him about all the jobs that the "stick" could do-drive-park-reverse. He was quite impressed with my automotive knowledge and enthusiastically responded, "WOW! You must have studied hard!" I about choked on my laughter. If only the rest of the world was as impressed with me...
He then started to babble on, the way four-year-old boys do when they are caught up in their own little world. His thoughts revolved around one thing-his life of being a grown up-driving-some day-soon! I deeply sighed, letting my mother's fear escape...curse you time-the thief that keeps stealing away my babies. "Oh, Brennan, don't grow up too fast! If you are a grown-up, Mommy won't have her little boy any more."
We were both quiet for a brief moment, lost in our own thoughts. The only sound between us was the pitter-patter of rain and the constant rhythm of the wiper blades sweeping across the window. His voice then broke the silence. "That's okay, Mommy. I will try to be your little boy-always." His sweet words showed that he shared my heartfelt longing. His choice of the word "try" in his declaration also showed that deep down he knew that no matter how much we wanted to stay as "Mommy and her little boy", our days were numbered...a fate beyond our control.
The rain continued to fall-as did my tears-all the way home.
Tags: sentimental, passing of time, mommy and little boy moments, children growing up
Comments:
Awwww! Nice post! Thanks for sharing this. They do grow up way too fast. *heavy sigh*
Aww!!!! That is so sweet! I sure do have a lot of days when I miss mine being little. He's just precious!
How sweet:)
I have been having those feelings a lot lately.... I miss snuggling my little girls and having them fall asleep on my chest!
What a sweet exchange with your little boy. My youngest is now 10, so I feel your pain. I got a small dog. :)
Oh what a sweetie! I wouldve cried too!
Awwww so sweet!
Well...usually I write "LOL" to begin my response to your posts -- but, not today dear friend. Because, there comes a time when this does happen and in reading this post it is as real to me today as it was way back when...there is much to be said of that innocent time...when you can't do wrong...when you can fix everything and know all the answers, when your little boy is still just that, little, innocent and pure. It's a great experience..."Mothering"....I wish many more "little boy" days for you.
How sweet! Cherish your one-on-one time with that little boy. It will be gone in a whisper. I enjoyed time in the car with my sons. I had them cornered! They couldn't get away! I had their undivided attention! Just yesterday, Jacob and I rode together to pick up a renatal car for him, as someone rear-ended his at a stop light, so his is in the shop. We only had about a 15 min. ride, but we talked a little. He's 19 now (my baby), so with all of life's busyness, I get very alone time with him. Your post was touching.
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how precious they are ..... these are truely the best moments of our lives...... take care.