12
My Dearest First Born,
This year, you turn twelve, your last year of childhood. I'm kind of excited to share Mother's Day with you on this monumental birthday year. This year I am going to soak in the last bits of your childhood. I'm actually looking forward to a summer without any plans just so I can slow and see you. I know how you hate silly photos of yourself, but I might push for a few extra this year. I'm going to laugh as our laundry continues to get mixed into each other's bins, and I'm going to savor all the times I get to do stuff with you, because I know a time is coming when you'll go off on your own. I'm thankful the teenage years get to help prepare me for that time. Your very first trip being only two months after your 13th birthday, and will last for 14 days... Okay, I have a year to figure out a way to keep you home with me, er I mean get used to the idea of you adventuring without us.
You are cherished.
Every single day you find some other way to birth me into Motherhood. Each of you are different and bring your own excitement, but with you everything is uncharted territory. In very different ways your brothers are both wild and free, complete mysteries to me. As each of you grew in my belly I prayed and hoped different things for you. I remember as I ate those tomatoes with a little salt prinkled on top, my first clue that you were created, I wonder why anybody would allow me to be a mother. For your first nine months I prayed that God would give me a child that I understood and that would think like me. I was terrified of motherhood. I am grateful that He granted me my request. You have always been my Bud. We can go on just about any adventure together. We both find deep joy in nature. We both love Scouts and hate school. Even when life is hard and I have no idea what I am doing as a mother you are gracious, so incredibly gracious to me. You are quick to forgive, and even faster at apologizing when you're wrong. There are no words to express just how loved you are.
As you go into this year and transition out of childhood into your teenage years my prayer for you is this: May you never lose your tender heart, but always stand up for the hurting. I pray that as you begin to go on scouting adventures, to take on more responsibilities, and begin a first job that you do what is right. May you learn to let go of your perfectionism, but see that our failures often are our best teachers. Most of all as I have always prayed that you love Jesus with all of your heart, I hope that you grow into the man He created you to be.
An interview with your 12 year old self:
What is your favorite color? Blue
What is something very special to you? Family time
What is your favorite word or saying? Humming the Star Wars theme song
Who is your favorite superhero? I don't know. I liked Captain American in End Game, let's go with Cap.
Where is your favorite place to eat? Buffalo Wild Wings
What is your favorite book? Still Origami Yoda
What do you want to be when you grow up? A Maine Guide
Sweet Goat boy, I love you!
~Ma
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