Wednesday, January 14, 2009

My Head...


Today after picking up Justin from school he blurts out, out of the blue, "I don't like my head." So of course I am now a curious and protective mom, wondering why? His head is so beautiful to me. I think he has the best shaped head out of all of us. What brings this on? Are some kids at school making fun of my child's head? I will #$%@ them. He is my boy, my sweet boy (okay, not always). First thing I tell him is, "what, I love your head it is so perfect and round and nice. So nice that I love to kiss it, just like this right on those cute little cheeks of yours." So I kiss his cheek and he smiles that adorable, dimpled, little smile. I then ask him, "Did someone say something bad or mean about you head? What in particular don't you like about your head?" To my surprise, he replies," No, I just don't like my face." My heart melts. No one wants to hear this coming from their child's mouth. I am still wondering if someone said something to him at school. I drilled him some more to see if someone from school had said something mean.
I begin to wonder to myself, the same thoughts I have had to myself over the last few months. My boy is growing. He is growing into a little man. His face is changing. I am feeling sad. One day he will grow up and not need me like he does. Will he prefer the company of his friends over me, probably so? They grow so fast. I get a little sad to think about how they will not be cute little bundles of joy forever. I will miss not being able to grab them and pick them up, give them a nice squeeze and then kiss their chubby little cheeks. They are growing. One day they will have their own little families. Families of their own.
For now, I will just enjoy what I have. Enjoy the moments of today. It's hard to not to imagine their futures. I can only imagine the best or at least I try. I know I shouldn't dwell on what will come but focus on what we have today. That's what I will do...
As for Justin, I think he is just seeing the changes as well. His face is changing and so is he. After all, I don't think kids look in the mirror on a regular basis like we do. All I can do is to assure him, that his head is wonderful. His head is his. I will end with, enjoy today and tomorrow!