Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Hello???

How time flies when you're looking the other way!!!

Wow, this has been the longest time I've been away from my blog...and let me say I can tell, I feel the words of different situations zooming around in my head. If only at the times I had these thoughts I had something to put them down on. Now that all activities are in full swing I'm running from one place to another and when I'm not I'm trying to catch up on the endless deeds that need to be done.....

Well, my Mom is back, and the only way I can explain how happy that makes me is imagine yourself in the most peaceful, relaxful place. There you stand with a smile on your face and you take in a nice deep breath......ooooh, how good the nice cool air makes you feel going in and even coming out. It's exactly what you need, just to make the sun shine a little brighter on you............

That's how I felt when I woke up in the morning knowing my Mom was back at home. Welcome back Mom, oh how we missed you!!!!

Everyday we get up we go about our daily lives, we have our routines, the day begins and ends, and life as we know it pretty much follows along just as usual..........

Today is Jr.'s Birthday, my oldest son is now 9 years old. I don't know why but this Birthday was an exciting one for him. Last night he came to me and said "my stomach feels weird" "why? are you feeling sick?" "no, I just can't believe this is the last night I will be 8 years old" "that's right, by the time you wake up tomorrow you'll already be 9 years old". He had this big smile on his face and he just kind of floated away...
I am always telling my kids to enjoy the age that they are because once it's gone it will never come back around. I guess my words are sinking in if Jr. couldn't stop thinking about not being 8 anymore.
I get up in the morning, grab a cup of coffee and lean against some pillows on the couch as I watch the news trying to wake up..
Jr. comes down stairs and makes his way over to the other side of the couch. "Happy Birthday" "thank you". There on the couch we both just lay there in the dark staring at the T.V.
Once the sun starts to makes its way in the house D and J find their way over to the couch. I'm now up and making lunch. D is playing a game on the DS Jr. asks him "you want me to help you?" "mmmm, nah" "you should let me help you after all it is my Birthday" "Oh, ya! Happy Birthday, here you go".
I put cereal out for breakfast after I finished making lunch. Mom Jr. has gotten up and is now in the shower, great, that means I'm going to miss taking mine ......... I thought missing shower days ended when they were babies...........hmmm, kinda looks like that time is coming back around again.
Mom Jr. finally makes it downstairs just in time to have breakfast and get ready to go. "Why are we leaving so early?" "We have to stop and get doughnuts for Jr.'s class" "oh, yeah, I forgot Happy Birthday".
We make it out of the house in time to get the doughnuts.
We end up buying out the rest of the glaze, some of the chocolate, and maple. The lady asked "what's the occasion?" "It's his 9th birthday, these are for him to share with his class". "Oh, Happy Birthday, here you can have this sprinkle one for your birthday". "Thank you".

J starts to cry as we're getting in the car "I want a doughnut" "you'll get one as soon as we get to the school".

Morning opening starts at their school. This is when all the kids stand with their classmates all around in the quad area. One class stands up on the stage, leads in the Pledge of Allegiance, sings a patriotic song, calls up anyone who has a Birthday, and they do an exercise to start the day.
I see Jr. making his way to the stage for his Birthday. In my mind I replay the past years I've seen him go up since he was in first grade. I remember the first time just hoping he would do it. He was so little making his way that first year.....
Now he's tall, I still see that little boy in his face, that smile with his little dimples, the way his eyes look like they're smiling too.......
He now is in front of the microphone, a little girl asks him his name and age, he has to bend down to answer her which he does and as he answers her his whole class starts to yell for him. He turns to look towards them, smiles and points their way........
I look at him and can see him in high school as they call his jersey number for basketball, football, baseball, which ever sport he desires to play and can hear the screams he'll receive from the stands....................
There I'll be, proud as ever, holding back the tears of my first born boy who will be a powerhouse no doubt!!!
The school is now singing Happy Birthday to all those who have a birthday, of course, I don't notice anyone else but my son. Mom Jr. and her friends are in front of me and when it comes to the point in the song to say a name her friends and her scream his name.
I'm glad to have my sun glasses on because of course I can feel my eyes getting watery. Does this happen with each year? Or am I just a sap??? I am very emotional when it comes to my kids. I have to be there when they are each playing soccer. If one of their games overlap with another I have to have my Mom at one of them at all times as I run back and forth to each game.
When I leave Mom Jr. at dance I only leave her long enough for me to get dinner started or to spend half the time with the boys at practice. I have to make sure they all know I will be there.

Jr. is enjoying his birthday, he makes sure to not only share the doughnuts with the class but with his teacher and makes sure to give one to the other 4th grade teacher.
I made sure to make exactly what he wanted for dinner. Grandma really made his day when she gave him exactly what he wanted for his birthday.

I managed to make it to Mom Jr.'s soccer practice, pass out information to the parents, came home with the boys, ran a mile and a half, and made dinner.
Jr. came home, took his shower and immediately started working with his gift from Grandma...

The day has now come to an end.........the kids said good night and started making their way back upstairs to bed. Jr. came over to me and said "I don't want my birthday to end" "Don't worry you now have a new birth year to enjoy before the next birthday arrives" "oh, yeah!! Thanks Mom! Good night".

My littlest baby, weighing in at 7 pounds, 4 ounces. When I arrived at the hospital I was asking for an epidural. I must've had a new nurse cause she was nervous about everything. The doctor came in and said it was fine to go ahead and give me the epidural. The nurse took so long Jr. wasn't going to wait anymore.
I told my husband "I have to push". He looked "Um, someone better get in here, he's coming". The nurse ran in "close her legs!" as her and another nurse pushed my whole bed into the delivery room.
The doctor got in there just in time before Jr. came out screaming.
My Mom didn't even realize I had him. She was with Mom Jr. and my Sister worrying because this new nurse made her think something was wrong..

Daddy cut the chord, and there was our first little boy. Tiny as he was, at least to us, his little face with this big mouth.
I just layed there, Daddy walked out to tell my Mom. She came in right away "Hi mijo" is what she said when she saw him, her first grand baby boy.
I looked at him and thought "wow, he's small, his little head, and wait, wow, he has a big mouth!!! He looks like Mick Jagger!!!
Well, that was then, my scrawny baby boy with the big mouth!!

Thank goodness his body caught up with his mouth!!

Jr. my boy, with the sensitive soul, the smile that melts your heart, the happy eyes, the silly sense of humor.................

Happy Birthday Jr. you are a dream come true, you are exactly what your Father has wished for, you are amazing, full of promise, joy, love, determination to be the best at whatever you set your mind to...

My little boy, I hope and pray, life will always be beautiful for you....

Happy 9th Birthday Jr. may your 9th year be exactly what you want it to be as I will be there with you to record all the memories.......I LOVE YOU.....

Just a Mom looking back at my boys first 9 years and looking forward to the next.....................

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