A very scared 18 year old once looked at her mother and screamed, " What am I supposed to do with a ten year-old?" To which her mother replied that God does not have us birth a 10 year-old.
That was the fall of 1999. And today is my firstborn's tenth birthday.
I am not any less scared, and Lord knows I am still screaming. (side note: I have ALWAYS been a screamer. It makes me feel better.)
But, I have learned to borrow some bits of wisdom for living. The first of which,that God gives us children to teach us first and foremost. The idea that I would need to know all, was flawed. Not even a part of the game plan. That I learned the very first time I beheld those huge brown eyes glaring deep into my soul just seconds after delivering Parker.
And so it goes. Parker teaches me.
Happy Birthday young man! Grow, live, play, & I will continue to journey with you. You made me a mama, I will try to be a good one.
Happy 10th! Keep screaming....it makes me feel like I'm a little more normal! :)
ReplyDeleteWow. 10. Enjoy the day! Love your parenting words of wisdom, and- I agree- keep screaming!
ReplyDeleteThat made me tear up a little :) You and Matt have amazed me since you had Parker- very few 18 year olds can step up to the plate and be such awesome parents!! I am forever thankful that I have a friend to lean on while raising my own to wild boys- you have done such a great job with yours! Happy Birthday to Parker!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet post and here I am at 27 asking what i do with a 4 week old. :) It's been an interesting week. Anyway- this post makes me smile, you have such a beautiful way with words.
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