Happy 7th Birthday, Ayden!!

Excuse me while I have a moment.

Or two.

Or three.

My child is 7 years old today.

That means he is closer to being a teenager than he is an infant.

That means he is closer to being an adult

.......which means he will be moving out

......dating

......getting married

......and having children.

That means I am old.

And so, so sad at time, and how it seems to go so fast.

I am having a very hard time with this.

I remember the moment I found out he was created

......the moment I felt him kick.

......the moment I saw him for the first time.

......When he screamed for 3 hours straight and we thought about sending him back.

I remember his chubby little legs and very fat feet.

I remember his big, bright eyes.

His thick hair.

His first freckle.

I remember when he said “hold you” and “many, many, many more”.

His first day of daycare.

School.

Swimming.

Baseball.

I remember when he was obsessed with Spiderman.

And Tom and Jerry.

And Transformers.

I am having a very hard time with this.

My boy is 7 today.

The boy who made all my dreams come true.

The boy who created the life that I was meant to live.

He has my heart.

No matter how old he is.

Even when he is a teenager, adult, married with kids and a grandparent.

My heart is his.

Happy Birthday Ayden Allen!

Mommy and Daddy love you to the moon and back!

xo