This week marks another milestone in this first year without my mom. We celebrate both boys birthdays this week. My mom never missed a birthday phone call or birthday party. Her absence makes my heart ache so badly but as I learned through the holidays, we’ve just got to get through it, cry if we need to, and be hopeful that next year is better.
The boys were born one day apart. Three years and one day, to be exact. Brooks turned 8 yesterday, and Case turned 5 today. I always joke that I must have consistent fertility to have children with such close birthdays. Yesterday and today, I celebrate our sweet boys with every fiber in my being. Oh, how I love these two. Being a mom is the most amazing job I never knew I always wanted…even when I can’t get them to cooperate for a brotherly birthday photo.
It’s hard to believe my big boy turned eight yesterday. The first three months of his colicky existence seemed like an eternity while the rest of his life has flown by entirely too fast. Brooks is our old soul. Anyone who has ever met him would agree, I have no doubt. The child loves antique stores, collecting, cooking, eating sushi, playing the violin, watching shows on Nat Geo and the Smithsonian channel, playing adult Monopoly for hours and using essential oils. He loves searching for Sharks teeth, building for hours with his LEGOs, competing with his swim team, running 5K races, and traveling to new places. He is sensitive, witty, loving, cerebral, intuitive and perceptive, but also assertive, bright, and extraordinarily inquisitive. He’s the definition of unique. He’s the child that made me a mommy, and I couldn’t be more proud of him.
7 in Year 7
Yesterday, we celebrated Brooks’s seventh year of life. We reflected upon seven major milestones or events over the past year. So many things happened in his life this year, good and bad, but I tried to pick seven that were important to him because I hope one day he will read this post.
1. Joined the Smoky Mountain Acquatic Club (SMAC) swim team (won first ribbons, learned all four strokes, has become quite competitive)
2. Attended first NFL football game (Carolina Panthers)
3. Earned his first 1st place finish in a 5K (18 and under)
4. Grew tall enough to ride every roller coaster at Dollywood (including the Wild Eagle)
5. Got really into playing on his Kindle (his favorite game is DragonVale)
6. Began making essential oil DIY products (bar soap, dish detergent, squirt soap, deodorant, etc.) with Mommy (he and I seriously have so much fun doing this together)
7. Said good-bye to Grandma B
Oh, how this little boy has my heart. I am completely smitten with my baby boy. As hard as it is to believe that Brooks is eight, it’s equally if not more difficult to comprehend that Case is five. Since coming out of the womb, he’s been easygoing, funny, silly and loving. He goes with the flow and always makes sure everyone is happy. The child vehemently loves his family, friends, and doggies. He genuinely cares about others, knowing at the tender age of five that my favorite color is purple, my favorite snack is a handful of almonds, and my favorite band is The Lumineers. Case loves Ninja Turtles and Power Rangers. He’s extremely agile and athletic, always hopping, running and jumping. I’m envisioning some type of court or field in his future. He is truly a smart little ball of joy, always willing to be the ham of the household and make everyone giggle. He’s my baby boy, and I’m smitten with him.
4 in Year 4
Today we celebrated Case’s fourth year of life. We reflected upon four major milestones or events over the past year. It’s hard to narrow it down to four, but I tried to think of four things Case will find entertaining, interesting, or amusing when he gets older.
1. Flew on plane for the first time
2. Learned to write his name (and a number of other words)
3. Last year of preschool
4. Said good-bye to Grandma B
We’ve all experienced significant grief this year, but Brooks and Case have truly been my saving grace, the one thing that got me up each day and encouraged me to put clothes on and move my lips to talk. Even on days when the sadness was beyond overwhelming, these two reminded me that I was needed, that I was loved, and that it was okay to be sad.
They may only be eight and five on paper but in my mind, they are much wiser than people three times their age. My boys are hopeful, optimistic, and open to suggestions. If only we could all be like that. Furthermore, they are cute, funny, sweet, and always ready with hugs and kisses. I honestly don’t know what I did before they were born. They are the loves of my life and I thank God for them daily.
Oh, and by the way, they finally smiled at the same time so I could get a birthday photo of the two of them. Yay!