Goodnight My 5 Year Old
Sigh. I’ve put Mason to bed. The last night he’ll ever be 5 years old. He’s going to wake up tomorrow and be 6. I teased him and told him that technically he isn’t 6 until 8:05pm but that didn’t seem to go over very well. I laughed.
6 years have passed from the day that I birthed him into this world. Even longer since he was with me in my belly, causing me to swell like a balloon and have carpal tunnel in my wrists. I loved every minute of it. Well, maybe not every minute but that’s what being a mother is all about right?!
He had homework this week that was to write an acrostic poem using descriptive words/phrases for each of the letters of his name. Here’s what we came up with:
M Master Lego Builder
S Super Creative
O Often Nice
N Needing of Love
Pretty much sums him up although if I had had my way, S would have stood for Silly!
Mason, tonight I put you to bed. You fell asleep before you could see my eyes well up with tears at the memories that washed over me. You have challenged me in ways that I never could have imagined. Challenged me to be strong and weak. To be more forgiving and more loving than I ever knew was possible. I am challenged every day by you and for this I am a better person.
You have grown up so much and are such a big boy. You help clear the table after dinner, you make your bed and get yourself dressed. You brush your teeth, wash your face and comb your hair every morning before school. You are silly beyond belief and as difficult as it can be at times, you remind me not to be so serious ALL the time. I’m working on it. I really am. Be patient with me.
I loved helping you come up with your poem tonight. You are all of those things and more.
Master lego builder. You can build almost anything that is put in front of you as well as come up with amazing creations of your own. It’s awesome.
Adventurous for sure. All I can think about is being with you when you climbed to the top and into the center of the cinder cone volcano. All by yourself. The entire way.
Super Creative. I know of no other child that has asked to save all, ALL of their teeth as they fall out. Your thought is that instead of getting something small from the Tooth Fairy for each single tooth , you can get something BIG for all of them. Brilliant.
Often Nice. You are one of the sweetest boys I know. You love to help people in any way you can. You have the biggest heart.
Needing of Love. This is the truest statement of them all. If you could crawl into one of our laps and just stay there all day you would. You often tell me that you wish you were a baby again so that you could just be with me all day in my arms. You miss being little and being held all the time. I wish I could give you that. That I could hold you more often than I do. Pick you up whenever you asked and just pour my love over you.
Happy Birthday Mason Shea. I love you deeply.
You. Are. Amazing.