You Do Beautiful Things...

I cannot believe that my oldest son, Noah James is now five. FIVE. Where does the time go? It literally seems like yesterday that I was having him at the hospital. I remember feeling so nervous, so unbelievably overwhelmed when I looked at his precious newborn face. I (We) were now responsible for raising and taking care of a child. To protect him, nurture him and teach him. Would I make mistakes? Yes. Have I made mistakes? Yes. But, each day is a new day! To be better mom, to try harder, have more patience and to enjoy this precious (short) time of raising our boys.  Motherhood has been challenging to say the least. But, oh so rewarding.

Okay, now that I've said all that *sniff, sniff*... We had Noah's 5 year old physical yesterday at our Pediatrician's. I was nervous. Noah can be somewhat unpredictable at times. How would he do? Would he even talk to the doctor? Would he be silly and not answer the questions the nurses/doctors had for him? Would he have a major meltdown when it came to shot time (FOUR of them - ugh)??? Only time would tell...

Well, the time had come for the appointment. And he was AMAZING. I could not have been more proud of my big boy. He sat, he listened, he followed directions, he answered questions, he was sweet, cute, witty (you know, all the best qualities that you see as a parent and want others to see as well)....it could not have gone better. He is healthy, and tall (89th percentile!). And, when "shot time" came - well, he was a champ. He laid down on the table (the shots went in his thighs) and I held his little hands and hugged him. I told him it was going to be quick, it was going to be okay, and when it was over we would get a treat from Sonic (you would need a treat to if you had gotten 4 shots). The boy didn't even cry. Amazing. I told him how proud I was of him, how brave he was. My big boy- he's growing up. As we were walking back to the car, Noah said, "Mom, I didn't even cry". Bless him. Don't worry, he got his treat. A grape slushy from Sonic. :)

Sometimes, your children say things out of nowhere that literally stop you in your tracks. Take your breath and make you think...maybe I am doing something right. I had one of those moments yesterday afternoon. After his dr. appt., Noah was sitting on the chair in the living room and I was sitting on the couch. I was reading or something (not really paying attention) and Noah said, "Mom?" "Yes, Noah, what is it?"...silence..."Mom?" "What?" "Mom, you do beautiful things". What made him say that? I don't know. But, I know I will cherish it. The boy breaks my heart. In a good way.