It is coming in the form of a 12 yr old boy.
He seems to be changing right before my very eyes
And the change is happening a little more every day.
The latest change makes me sad
(well they all do-but this one even more so).
He has started calling me "Mom", instead of "Mommy".
Yes, I realize 12 is probably a little old for this, but that's ok.
It's still sad.
It's sad to think that I will no longer be called "Mommy".
That stage of my life (and his) is over.
Now we are fast approaching the teen/puberty stage.
I'm ok with it. (I think ;)
I look forward to seeing the teen and young man he will become.
I just need a moment to mourn the loss of being Mommy.
As I write, I realize I am even more emotional about this than I thought.
When you are a young mom, all you can see are dirty diapers and sleepless nights. You hear, "Treasure these moments, they go by way too fast." But it doesn't sink in. Then one day, you blink your eyes and you are no longer Mommy. You are Mom. And you wonder, "Where did the years go?"
In many ways, I would give anything to go back to the dirty diapers and sleepless nights stage. I would love to have a do-over...to enjoy it more...to maybe get it right. But we don't have that opportunity. We have to live each day as they come and keep short accounts.
As I mourn the loss of being Mommy...
...I am going to make a new commitment to being Mom.
I want to help my son grow into the man of God he is called to be. I will pray and play more, enjoying each moment knowing we are making life long memories. Then hopefully, we will all be able to look back on the teen years with joy, instead of regret.
Take care my sweet friends! I pray each of you are having a great December, enjoying the Christmas season with your precious families.
Just keepin' it real,














