My first-born.
The boy who made me into a mother.
Turned 5 not so long ago.
Since then, all things are changing.
What is it about 5??
I can't get a goodnight kiss without begging and pleading
{which I am not above, by the way}.
He wants to spend time alone, all by himself playing Legos or building a "set"
{which his siblings very rarely comply with}.
 |
| this is a "set" in case you were curious |
And he is just
over cartoons like Dora the Explorer begging to watch "fighting with bad guys" instead
{to which I have found
Super Hero Squad to be a nice balance or the super hero shows on netflix from the 70's; those are fun for Daddy too}
And that is not all friends, I have changed too.
What is it about 5??
I feel the need to correct every word he mispronounces and fix his grammar, even though those same words and phrases were adorable coming from his 4-year-old mouth
{"it's called a shoulder, not a soldier..."}.
When he wants to be carried I literally cringe because he is so heavy, plus I likely already have one of his siblings on my hip
{I always pick him up, because it's not that often he asks, and one day very soon I won't be able to oblige}.
I never really believe what he is saying anymore. He just entered this phase of life where he thinks "truthyness" is not completely necessary, especially if it will get him in trouble
{I was the all time biggest liar as a child, so I kind of know where he's coming from, NOT that it is acceptable. I think it might be an oldest child kind of thing}.
Some changes are good changes...
My Son started bathing himself
{completely and totally awesome, and time saving for all of us}.
He started really helping out around the house
{unloading the dishwasher is just one of his many talents}.
He can hold the baby, and be entirely trustworthy
{it's just the in-between siblings we have to worry about}.
And some things haven't changed at all...
He still jumps around and flaps his arms when he gets excited
{a trait I LOVE but I am positive will be teased out of him before he reaches first grade}.
He still has a smile that can melt my heart
{I am pretty sure that one is a keeper, forever and ever}.
And, he still wants to be rocked
{so what if his feet touch the ground, I'm going to keep this one up until we break the chair}.
So what is it about 5???
I guess it is just the beginning of a new chapter for us.
My sweet first-born son is now one step closer to becoming a man.
He is moving a little further away from me, and it is my job to let him go.
God is so gracious, so sweet to me and my Mama's heart, He gives me little glimpses of the man that this boy I am raising will become.
When my son sweetly helps his sister onto her chair at lunch, I see a gentleman pulling the chair out for his date at dinner.
When he spent his birthday money on a gift for his brother, I saw a generous and giving heart that will do great things in this hard world.
And when my boy stands up to the bully on the playground in defense of his sister, I see a man with a heart for justice and a warriors spirit willing to fight for what is right, honest, and true.
Being a mom to babies the last 5 years has been the most incredible, difficult, rewarding, and humbling experience of my life, but I know it is just a whisper of what is to come.
A lot happens in 5 years, it flies by in the blink of an eye.
So here I stand, wide eyed, anxiously anticipating the next 5.
I hope to share those experiences with you too.
In Love,
Hi! My name is Amber and I blog over at
Love On Wings, where I strive to encourage, inspire, or entertain Mamas like myself with every post. I am a daughter of the King, I am the wife to a
strong and handsome military man, and I am a Mama to four precious babies ages 5 and under. I am many things to many people, but on my blog I just want to be friends.
My first-born.
The boy who made me into a mother.
Turned 5 not so long ago.
Since then, all things are changing.
What is it about 5??
I can't get a goodnight kiss without begging and pleading
{which I am not above, by the way}.
He wants to spend time alone, all by himself playing Legos or building a "set"
{which his siblings very rarely comply with}.
|
| this is a "set" in case you were curious |
And he is just
over cartoons like Dora the Explorer begging to watch "fighting with bad guys" instead
{to which I have found
Super Hero Squad to be a nice balance or the super hero shows on netflix from the 70's; those are fun for Daddy too}
And that is not all friends, I have changed too.
What is it about 5??
I feel the need to correct every word he mispronounces and fix his grammar, even though those same words and phrases were adorable coming from his 4-year-old mouth
{"it's called a shoulder, not a soldier..."}.
When he wants to be carried I literally cringe because he is so heavy, plus I likely already have one of his siblings on my hip
{I always pick him up, because it's not that often he asks, and one day very soon I won't be able to oblige}.
I never really believe what he is saying anymore. He just entered this phase of life where he thinks "truthyness" is not completely necessary, especially if it will get him in trouble
{I was the all time biggest liar as a child, so I kind of know where he's coming from, NOT that it is acceptable. I think it might be an oldest child kind of thing}.
Some changes are good changes...
My Son started bathing himself
{completely and totally awesome, and time saving for all of us}.
He started really helping out around the house
{unloading the dishwasher is just one of his many talents}.
He can hold the baby, and be entirely trustworthy
{it's just the in-between siblings we have to worry about}.
And some things haven't changed at all...
He still jumps around and flaps his arms when he gets excited
{a trait I LOVE but I am positive will be teased out of him before he reaches first grade}.
He still has a smile that can melt my heart
{I am pretty sure that one is a keeper, forever and ever}.
And, he still wants to be rocked
{so what if his feet touch the ground, I'm going to keep this one up until we break the chair}.
So what is it about 5???
I guess it is just the beginning of a new chapter for us.
My sweet first-born son is now one step closer to becoming a man.
He is moving a little further away from me, and it is my job to let him go.
God is so gracious, so sweet to me and my Mama's heart, He gives me little glimpses of the man that this boy I am raising will become.
When my son sweetly helps his sister onto her chair at lunch, I see a gentleman pulling the chair out for his date at dinner.
When he spent his birthday money on a gift for his brother, I saw a generous and giving heart that will do great things in this hard world.
And when my boy stands up to the bully on the playground in defense of his sister, I see a man with a heart for justice and a warriors spirit willing to fight for what is right, honest, and true.
Being a mom to babies the last 5 years has been the most incredible, difficult, rewarding, and humbling experience of my life, but I know it is just a whisper of what is to come.
A lot happens in 5 years, it flies by in the blink of an eye.
So here I stand, wide eyed, anxiously anticipating the next 5.
I hope to share those experiences with you too.
In Love,
Hi! My name is Amber and I blog over at
Love On Wings, where I strive to encourage, inspire, or entertain Mamas like myself with every post. I am a daughter of the King, I am the wife to a
strong and handsome military man, and I am a Mama to four precious babies ages 5 and under. I am many things to many people, but on my blog I just want to be friends.
Hi! My name is Amber and I blog over at Love On Wings, where I strive to encourage, inspire, or entertain Mamas like myself with every post. I am a daughter of the King, I am the wife to a
strong and handsome military man, and I am a Mama to four precious babies ages 5 and under. I am many things to many people, but on my blog I just want to be friends. 
