Five Years a Family

Yesterday my boy turned five. Each year I tend to write a little update on motherhood and life. I meant to do this all day. But of course it never happened. Today Mike and Momo slept in til nine so I am taking this opportunity to write some thoughts down.

Foto from Momo’s school picnic in September

Five feels like a milestone more than any other year.

Five years in he is not a baby or a toddler any more. He is a kid and we are full blown parents. And now at five I catch myself thinking about when he is 10, when he is 15, when he is 20, 25, etc.

I wonder about the wonderful things but also the sad or scary things. I am not worrying about if he is walking or if he will bump his head on the coffee table. We are beyond first steps and first words. From now on I will be thinking about what other firsts are to come, like his first kiss or his first heartbreak.

The first time he drives a car alone.

The first time he puts himself in real danger and I can’t help.

The first time he takes care of something for us out of kindness and obligation.

The first time we don’t speak for a week.

The first time he surprises us in a really special way.

Or in further future years the first time he has to take care of us in the ways we have taken care of him.

It brings a tear to my eye mixed with sadness, excitement and anticipation.

It is wonderful, wild and entertaining being a parent. With so much to look forward to but also so much to enjoy in the moments while we have them (the moments and the children).

Thanks for reading & supporting us these past five years. And to Momo thanks for being at times a best friend & worst enemy all wrapped into one.

xx ly