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Dear son…

Sometimes, I look at you and can’t make sense of how much time has already passed… even though nothing seemed to really change day by day. ⁣

I see you now while I still see you then, and I’m starting to see who you are becoming. ⁣

The bigger you get, the more you start to pull away from me. And this is a good thing – it’s how this is supposed to be. ⁣

I feel constantly stuck between feeling so excited and proud to watch you grow, and wanting desperately (and selfishly) to pull you back and keep you small forever. ⁣

Motherhood fills my heart so tremendously and yet breaks it at the same time. ⁣

And I think you might feel it a little too. ⁣

I think you are starting to realize that growing up means pulling away, and it can be scary. You don’t want to leave me as much as I don’t want you to leave.⁣

But please know that I won’t hold you back. I won’t push you out, either. And I’ll never, ever go anywhere, even when you do. ⁣

You’ll be a lot of different versions of yourself throughout your lifetime, and I hope I get to be part of it all. I promise to love and support the future you as much as I have always loved little you. I promise that I’ll always be your safe spot to land, your warm hug, and your home. ⁣

You are mine, but you are not ONLY mine. ⁣

You were created for a purpose, and it goes far beyond our happy little bubble here. ⁣

So while I wish I could hold onto you, I know that I need to eventually start letting you go. It won’t happen overnight (though it might feel that way). It will hurt – a lot. But I will be ok, and so will you. ⁣

And you’ll always be my baby, no matter how big you get or how far you go. ⁣

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