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Mommy, I know sometimes you feel like there’s a lot you’ve forgotten.

You don’t remember what it’s like to be guaranteed a full night of sleep because sometimes I wake up at night and need you.

You don’t remember what it’s like to eat a meal without me wanting something off your plate (even though I have the exact same food on mine).

You don’t remember what it’s like to do pretty much anything in your day (make dinner, do laundry, or clean something up) without me wanting to help.

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Sometimes, you wish it were a little easier to get stuff done during the day instead of having to wait until nighttime after I go to sleep when you are tired.

But I won’t always be this little, Mommy.

One day, you’re going to blink and then you will be walking me to the bus stop at the corner of the street. And even though you’ll have a huge smile on your face when you tell me how much fun school will be, tears will be streaming down your face the second the bus pulls away and you walk back home without me.

You’ll have time away from me that you’ll have to fill with whatever you need to get done, but that first day, you’ll be missing me so much you won’t get much done other than thinking about me.

Thankfully, you’ll still have time with me after school, and on weekends, days off from school, and summer vacation. But it won’t be like that forever.

Before you know it, I’ll be heading to college. You’ll be encouraging and tell me how great it will be when you drop me off, but then you’ll cry the whole way home because your baby has grown up and is on his own.

You’ll be so excited when I call and tell you I’m coming home for a weekend and will count down the days until my breaks at home.

Then one day, I’ll graduate and start my new job. Maybe I’ll live at home for a while or maybe not. But at some point, I’ll move into my own place.

You’ll help me move my stuff and compliment my new place.

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Just like when you dropped me off at college for the first time, you’ll cry the whole way home because I don’t live with you at all anymore.

You’ll want to visit or have me over every chance you get.

Then maybe one day I’ll get married and start a family of my own.

And that day, Mommy, even though you’ll have to share me more, I know you’ll be so happy.

You will love your grandchildren so much and want to see them every single chance you get.

And as I am in the middle of the challenges of raising little ones, if I tell you I’m tired and could use some time to myself, I know you’ll come over to babysit your grandbabies to give me a break. You won’t want to miss a minute you could be spending with them.

But you’ll also smile at me and say, “Just you wait. There will be a day you’ll be missing this, just like I miss the days you were a little boy.”

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Kimberly Keys

Kimberly is a stay-at-home Mom to her precious son who joined our family through the miracle of adoption. She loves exploring parks with him around her hometown of Cleveland, Ohio. Besides being published on Her View From Home, she's also written about her experience from her twelve year IT career for Zapier as a freelance writer for their blog. Currently, she is a project management freelance writer for Codeless, but is always looking for additional freelance writing opportunities.

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