Schools about to start but I want recess already...

Busy time for a lot of us moms! I have much to do to get Bobby ready for school next week. The thing I hate is the huge amount of stuff he needs on the first day of school. I think he will have to take a suitcase, in addition to his backpack. Oh well. I’m excited, yet a bit sad. I see the years whipping by and I am wondering how they are passing so quickly.

Seems like just yesterday Bobby was entering preschool for the first time. I know some mothers cry, I did not, but I had a bolder in the pit of my stomach until it was time to pick him up! I did not know what to do with myself. Now Bobby is entering 2^nd grade and I just don’t feel old enough for all this. You know, I still get that bolder in my stomach some days when he gets on the bus and waves goodbye. I remember a time Bobby could barely see over the edge of the window on the bus to look back and wave. Now he is in clear view up to the chest. When did he get so big and old?

I often think about how at his wedding, when the groom is standing at the end of the aisle, waiting for his bride, and the huge weight of that moment. I get all choked up realizing that will be my son someday.

The thought of passing him over to some girl, praying they will have a happy life and make good choices. I can see why so many parents push their kids for grandkids. It’s just plain sad, they want to have THIS time we are in right NOW again. I want to FREEZE him at this age right now. It is just perfect, as it is. Why don’t we get that option?!

I’ll miss the hugs at my knees, the excitement over holidays and things in life and nature that we as adults get too busy to stop and look at. If these little people didn’t say “WOW! Look at that!” with all that excitement in their LITTLE voices, we would not see it again, as we did as children. His voices that will change and become grown up. He will be taller than Rick and I, although that is not such a feat in itself. Ha! Someday I won’t be mommy or mama…I’ll be ma or mom. I like the little voice calling me as it does today. Even if it feels like it is 1,000 times a day…and I swear, on most days I am going to change my name because I have heard it too many times!!