A few days ago, Yiannis turned six.
Instead of being the super proud mom of a 6-year-old who said goodbye to preschool a couple of months ago, I fell apart.
Where did the last six years go? Did I lose my chance of enjoying my boy as much as I could, for good? Did I dwell on my mistakes and lost my patience more than I should have? Will he remember the times I wasn’t the perfect mom I was striving to be?
Will the good times prevail?
I sure hope they do.
Then, when I thought I couldn’t get more melodramatic, he lost his first tooth.
This baby is gone. Officially gone.
And this mom is a wacko. Officially a wacko.
Until next time