My Boy

My boy turns 11 today.

As his mom, I am immensely proud of the smart, kind, insightful young man he’s becoming. And I’ve never been that mom that longs for the baby days again. I remember that those days had hardship and weren’t all first smiles and first steps and first words and snuggles. They were sleepless nights and exhausting days.

But I still kind of want to drag my feet to slow the circles down.



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