My son is turning 13 at the end of next month, and I am not sure how to feel about it.
On one hand, I am thrilled to see him grow into a responsible, considerate, hardworking, loving, and faith-filled man, but on the other hand, I am mourning the end of his childhood. Where did my little boy go?
Just 12 months ago, he stood at least an inch below my chin, but now he is even with my nose. How did he grow up so fast? I am sure he will be my height or taller this time next year.
The moments I treasure, like tiptoeing quietly over his toys, gently bending down, while he is pretending to be asleep, and tenderly kissing his forehead to say goodnight, will turn into a distant memory. I will miss those times.
Soon, I will hear his voice crackling and see some fuzz emerge above his lips and on his chin. His arms, barely able to wrap around me when we hug, will lengthen until they completely surround me. His feet will grow to at least a size 10. Girls will start giggling when he walks into the room, and he will start wearing cologne to smell good for them.
It’s true. My Lego® building, Nerf® shooting, fun-loving, preteen boy will become a man before I know it. It is happening too fast for this momma’s heart.
I am used to seeing my daughters grow and change. Three daughters have crossed into their teenage years, and it didn’t seem quite so hard. Yes, I missed their sweet giggles and dress up parties, but it felt natural for them to move into the next phase of life.
It is not the same with my son. His growth feels awkward. One minute he wants me around, and the next minute he only wants to talk to his dad. He can’t decide whether he wants to hug me or fight me. He is fumbling to find himself, and I am learning to let go more and more.
For now, I am going to enjoy the few remaining weeks until his birthday. I have a party to plan and gifts to buy.
I will continue to let him mention how nervous he is about becoming a teenager, while I nod and say in reassurance, “Son, I understand because I am nervous too.”
Yep, things are changing for both me and my son.
Crystal I think it is harder letting your boys grow up. Because he is like my boys. They always were Mama’s boys so to speak, but when they get older they lean more towards their dad. That is a good thing but a hard thing for us moms to let go. Take it in stride because they always need their moms and will always come to you for your advice. Darrian will be 17 February 26th. One more year left for him in school, and it kills me to know he is almost grown up. Jonathon will be 14 June 4 and a freshman next year. Peyton will be 10 on May 29th, so I know what u are going through. Love ya!