I can’t stop talking about it. The Deuce is turning 8 this week. I am all in my feelings (I know, I need to stop watching Love & Hip Hop: Atlanta). He is my one and only, my baby boy, my miracle child, the best part of me, and I am going to stop now because I could go on forever. With that being said, here are…
I kept it down to 4 so I wouldn’t piss some people off hurt some people’s feelings.
I’m still trying to lose the baby fat I gained 8 years ago. Really? And an age gap of 9 years or more between them! Give up my boxed wine for 10 months? Did I mention that I am over 40?
Thank you. I. Feel. So. Much. Better. Now.
Those aren’t curse words. It’s just what I hear when I stop listening to nonsense.
OK, now you just want me to act ugly! Yes, I was feeling like this then and when he turned 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6.
Nevertheless, The Deuce is leaving 2nd Grade and heading to 3rd Grade. No matter how old he is, how tall he gets, how deep his voice sounds (Oh Lawd!)…he will always be my baby boy.
I sound like a typical mother, right?
Did/Do you feel like this about your kids getting older?
What was your favorite birthday gift when you were a child?
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6 thoughts on “4 Things a Mother Doesn’t Want to Hear When Her Only Child is Turning 8”
Hello Gorgeous!Thank you so much for sharing this with us. Pinned and tweeted. I hope to see you tonight at 7 pm, so we can party with you! Lou Lou Girls
Thanks Kim!
Happy Birthday to your little man!
Yes, I get emotional over every birthday, too. And some other things I cannot stand to hear is about how I shouldn’t be that emotional because I have four children. Whether I have one or four, each birthday is hard because each of them are getting older. It’s not easier just because I have four children. haha
Thank you for sharing your post at #SmallVictoriesSundayLinkup !
Thanks so much, Brandi!
I was one of those moms who did OK with all the birthdays and thought I would continue that way. And then my oldest went to middle school and I fell apart. Now my oldest is almost done with his sophomore year in high school – next year my youngest starts high school – some days I can hardly stand how fast they are growing. My point is – I get it! Each year from the start on is hard to let go just a little more of that once tiny baby!
Hope the birthday was a happy one!!
He is still reaping the benefits of his birthday as he visits grandparents in another city. Thanks Kim!