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He Still Calls Me Mommy
There are still traces of that little boy in him, and I’m doing my best to treasure these moments as everything evolves. He has grown significantly over the past year. Now, he is diving into the world of technology, and our conversations are becoming richer as he starts to explore and question the world around him.
I recognize he’s maturing, so I cling to the little things: how he wraps his arms around my waist when he really wants something, or how he still calls me “Mommy” when he excitedly shares his Minecraft discoveries. He’s also comfortable taking bubble baths with his little brother, although he now hops out much sooner than before.
During our recent trip to the store, he calmly helped me choose his school supplies from the list without running wild through the aisles. He did sneak into a clothing rack for a nostalgic giggle, but overall, he was composed when I declined a pricey $79 backpack and understood my reasoning.
He’s grown tall enough to reach for snacks in the pantry, and he always remembers to grab one for his little brother too. He loves picking out his outfits, though his superhero color choices are still a bit wild. When I showed him a clip of a character screaming in fright, he buried his head into my shoulder, too proud to admit he was scared.
Even now, he occasionally seeks comfort from the crib blanket he had as a baby. He doesn’t carry it around, but whenever he’s tired or watching a movie, he knows exactly where to find “blankie.” He still chuckles when the clippers buzz against his neck during haircuts and always runs for the lollipop at the end. In a sweet moment recently, he even dozed off on my shoulder while we watched Golden Girls. Don’t tell him I mentioned that!
He used to have a fear of water, so swimming lessons didn’t go well, but this summer he took a brave leap, holding his breath to retrieve diving sticks his dad tossed into the pool. Bath time is no longer a battle; he doesn’t even flinch when it’s time to wash his hair. His previous fear of bugs, particularly moths and mosquito hawks, has shifted to curiosity as he attempts to catch them.
As we gear up for the new school year, I know there will be many more changes ahead. It’s my role to prepare him for the world, teaching him to face his fears and stand on his own. I’m aware that one day he will leave the nest, and I want to equip him with wisdom about life and the street smarts he’ll need. But for now, he still calls me Mommy, and I plan to enjoy every moment of it.
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In summary, as my son grows and matures, I cherish the little boy he still is, holding onto those sweet moments while preparing him for the future.