I am not sure where the last 10 years have gone. I am still having a hard time wrapping my head around it all to be honest. My oldest baby is 10. Little Peanut, who had such an incredible opening sequence to his life, is 10.
Now, I know some parents have a hard time with milestones, but up until now, I have been cool, calm and collected. For some reason, the whole double digit thing is really getting to me. How is my precious little peanut 10? How do I have a 10 year old? It still feels like just the other day that we were driving to the hospital every day to visit him in the NICU. We have survived the last 10 years together. It’s been a challenge, but we did it.
He is maturing with each and every day and he is slowly becoming embarrassed by his parents. Things that used to be cool and funny are no longer so. He surprises at each and every turn. I took him to Capilano Suspension Bridge and I figured it would be an absolute nightmare with his anxiety. However, he was fearless. He trekked across the bridge, Treetop Adventure and Cliff Walk like it was no big deal. This kid amazes me every day.
Don’t get me wrong, it hasn’t all been easy. It has been a long road to get here. Some days you want to give up, even though you know you can’t. Other days you want to scream and yell. There are moments when I have to lock myself in the bathroom because I have gone past the breaking point. Then one little hug or sweet comment and you know it is all worth it. Parenting isn’t easy, but someone has to do it.
Ethan, you made me a mom. You are unique, stubborn, funny, artistic, quirky and loving. I wouldn’t change a single thing about you. Keep being you and you will do wonders.