In only 3 more days Parker will turn 5. How is that possible? I can remember his birth like it was yesterday--at least I remember the euphoria of it all. August 14, 2001 was truly the best day of my life because it was the day I became a mother. That might actually be the only real "goal" I have ever had. I hated being single so much and it was all about the fear of never being a mother. I wasn't really worried about not having a life mate, it was about never having children. Luckily, Travis came along and now I am blessed to have a good husband and wonderful boys.
I am pretty melancholy about this birthday. 5 seems like a milestone to me. It is school age for most kids. He really isn't a preschooler anymore. Things are expected of 5 year olds. He is actually capable of learning to read and do math. (Capable but unwilling!!!) He is definitely not a baby anymore. With every year that passes, I hope I am still able to remember that absolute joy, the complete awe and amazement I felt the day Parker was born. So I am going to treasure these last few days of 4. I'm going to soak in my little boy and try to prepare myself for the big 5! Happy Birthday sweet baby boy--you will always, always be my baby!
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