We've all heard our mother's say the words, "It goes much faster when you're older." But at 17 time just drags along. Here you go mom, in front of everyone reading...YOU WERE RIGHT!!!!
It was a Sunday morning, when after years and years of fertility procedure failures, we found out we were FINALLY having a baby. The woman who did the ultrasound said, "You're having a girl!" Thank goodness, because I'm kinda of a princess. What in the world would I ever have done with a boy?
Nine months later it was a Wednesday, tax day, when we went to the hospital. And at 11:56 pm they hand me this bundle and say, "Wow, he's a big boy!"
You have to be kidding me.
Despite that initial shock, I fell in love harder than I ever thought possible. Off we went on our adventure as mother and son. Add a few more brothers and a new house, time zipped along. One night I fell asleep and woke up to a kid who out weighed me and towered over me at nearly 6'3". He took the keys to the car and drove away to high school. Seriously, I was just in high school. It took me seventeen long years to get to where he is...and he did that in a blink of an eye.
I never was one to believe in time travel, but I'm beginning to think that somewhere I jumped into a Delorian and zipped into the future. I'm holding on to every single second of it and thinking that in a mere few years he'll be writing some blog talking about his seventeen year old. Perhaps that's why God gave me 5 sons, so I could live this devastation four more times. Or perhaps it's because I haven't said the phrase, "I was seventeen once. I know what you're thinking," enough times yet.
Regardless of how it happened, it has made me realize a lot of things. You have to hold on to every single moment because they are flashing before your eyes. Cherish every step and every year. I'm lucky and I know it. That kid that towers over me still hugs me all the time. He still asks permission to do things and he still says he loves me and he respects me. I'm pretty proud of that stranger that took over my little boy's body. I guess it's been a good seventeen years.