There was a time, little man, when your baby face was so perfect. I could not imagine it's preciousness being changed a bit. The thought that you would eventually grow a tooth saddened me. I did not want it to happen. I wanted to keep you as you were forever...
When the tooth finally did come, you were more precious than ever to me. I know now, that it had nothing to do with how cute you were (and you WERE cute), but the love that was seated deep in my heart for you, that would love you no matter how you looked or what you grew up to be...
Tuesday night, you came up the hall so excited because you had pulled your first tooth. I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with excitement for you because you have wanted this to happen for so long. But I, like so many other mothers to so many other children, have hoped to keep you my baby. I cannot keep you my baby forever, but I know that I will forever be undone by those turtle-brown eyes, and that sun-bright smile, whether the teeth are perfect, or those of Tigger's spookiest "jaggety lantern". You are my beautiful boy. As you grow, I am continually happy for you and encouraged by you, and I continually pray for your growth, but know that it is bittersweet to your mother's heart to watch as with every step you get closer to being a man and to know that some day, you will be someone else's beautiful boy...
"A boy is a magical creature - you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can't lock him out of your heart."Allan Beck
3 comments:
They grow up way too fast, don't they! We are fast approaching the time when my "baby" will lose his first tooth and I know I am not ready for it! Just wait 'til he hits double digits!
Aw, Katie - be still my heart.
You can write it and you can feel it and you can imagine it. But until you look into the eyes of your grown child you cannot comprehend the bittersweetness of it all.
Congrats to Carter for me. Tell him how strong and brave I think he is to pull his own tooth!
How wise you are, Katie, to notice and reflect.
:) I know that as much as it tugs at my heart strings now, it will probably pull them apart when he actually gets there. I just want to remember him the way he is at every stage -- and Addie too. It's not just a "mother of boys" thing. I hear so many people talk about mothers of boys loving their sons too much. I don't think you can love your child too much but sometimes it's hard to let go. I'm thankful to have more time with both (Lord willing) before that day comes...
By the way, Marie, we LOVED meeting Max and Izzy today!!!
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