This Is 5, and I’m Relishing Every Moment

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This Is 5, and I’m Relishing Every Moment

by Claire Johnson

November 25, 2023

“Mommy, I had a nightmare. Can you sleep with me?”

At 5:30 AM, I’m hardly awake as I climb into your bed, wrapping my arms around your little body. You’re still in your Iron Man costume from last night, the same one you’ve worn every single night since Halloween.

In your bright red outfit, you embody a fearless guardian, ready to face any foe. But when the shadows of the night creep in, you call for Mommy as your trusty sidekick. And here I am, prepared to combat any monsters lurking in the dark. In just a few days, you’ll celebrate your 5th birthday, marking the end of this era where I swoop in to save the day.

Yes, five is barreling toward us, relentless and fast, and I know that when it arrives, we’ll have to board it and bid farewell to this fleeting “four” chapter. For you, that train can’t arrive soon enough.

“I want to be six already,” you exclaim in frustration.

I get it. You’re the youngest in your class and family, always a step behind your peers. “Don’t rush it,” I respond gently. “Five is a wonderful age. Just wait and see.”

Even now, on the brink of this new chapter, you’re beginning to grow up just a tad. “B is for baby,” you proudly announce after kindergarten. “C is for cat!” Each day brings a new revelation. Your backpack is stuffed with number sheets, dinosaur drawings, and letter exercises you’ve tackled. Your curiosity is blossoming, and you’re eager to soak in all the knowledge around you. As I read aloud at bedtime, you gaze at the pages with wide eyes, knowing that one day you’ll read them independently. Suddenly, the world is full of possibilities.

You hop on your bike, calling for Daddy to steady you as you pedal. He runs behind, and you squeal with delight as you zoom down the hill. Reaching the bottom, you declare, “I’m ready to go home,” ending the adventure. “Are you sure you don’t want to ride again?” Daddy asks. “Yes, I do!” you shout joyfully, and off you go once more. Five isn’t a straight line; it’s filled with starts and stops, moments of fear and bravery. It’s about adventure and retreat, holding tight and letting go, all in a single ride.

Five is cooking eggs and making a mess on the counter, but just enough success in the pan to feel triumphant. Five is bickering with your sister because she’s older and can do things you can’t, only to snuggle up next to her as she reads you her favorite books — even the dinosaur ones she outgrew years ago.

Five means finally mastering your puzzles, while also accepting that some pieces went missing in your younger days. It’s the joy of choosing your birthday dinner and declaring you want doughnuts. It’s the desire to take down the Batman poster from last year’s celebration, but leaving it up because you know Daddy likes it.

Five means requesting “16 hugs and 16 kisses” before bed, then playfully wiping the kisses from your cheek. It’s going to sleep dressed as a superhero and waking up calling for Mommy.

As I cradle you in my arms, listening to your rhythmic breathing as you drift off, I realize I could grow accustomed to this age. Perhaps I’ll even embrace it. Yes, when that five train pulls into the station, I promise to look ahead, focusing on the delightful experiences that await us. After all, how could any age be bad that begins with doughnuts for dinner?

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Summary:

This narrative reflects on the joys and challenges of parenting a five-year-old, highlighting the bittersweet nature of watching a child grow. Through playful adventures, learning moments, and the tender bond between mother and child, the blog captures the essence of this transitional age.