I have now entered what will forever be known as Birthday Week.
Tomorrow, May 27th, is the Monkey's birthday.
At 8:53pm EST my first born will turn six years old. The math hardly seems right. Actually, it seems possible and impossible at the same time. These six years feel like they have flown by, but they also feel like they were the longest six years of my life.
Monday, June 1st, is the Chipmunk's birthday.
At 10:25pm EST my second born will turn one year old. He was due today, but held out for another few days to make sure he didn't steal too much of the Monkey's Birthday Thunder (or at least that's what I'll tell them when they get older). Again, it hardly seems possible that only a year has passed. So much has happened in the last twelve months that it seems impossible to comprehend.
Because of the Monkey, I became a mother. Because of the Chipmunk, I will always be a mother to two boys. I find it hard to remember life without either one of them. Each one has left their mark on me, and I will be forever changed for it.
Happy Birthday, Boys! I love you both to bits and pieces.
I know what you mean. My eldest is nine tomorrow. On the one hand, I'm like, 'How did that happen?'. On the other, it's been so long, I can't remember exactly how I squandered all the time and energy I had before children.
ReplyDeleteThe parenthood adventure continues... ;-)