I realize the life before me...how precious it really is. My responsibility- never ending.
It's a full time job. You can't take breaks- you can't expect to.
He looks at me and stares- focusing on my facial structure...recognizing me. He stores it in his memory.
Tomorrow he will look at me again- only a little brighter. He learns new things everyday.
It's crazy to think that I have grown up so fast- that he is growing so fast.
I wonder how my mother and father feel- about me growing up so fast? It seems like just yesterday I was on the playground enjoying the merry-go-round.
He holds my finger with the tightest grip- studying every inch of it.
If he could talk what would he say?
Time will pass, however, soon enough. He will be saying 'Mama and Dada' in a matter of months.
If time could stop for a little while, when would I want it to pause? When he is crawling, walking, talking, running? When he is graduating?
Graduation- wow that's a lot to take in.
Not only am I overwhelmed about my own graduation, now I think of the day my son will graduate.
What will he be? A doctor, a vet, a musician? What will his interests be? Who will be his role model?
A lot to take in- that's part of being a mother.
