This weekend my son celebrates his 17th birthday. I cannot believe that 17 years have passed so quickly & my baby boy is 1 year away from being a 'grown man'. I hear people say that a mothers job is never done, I hope that is true. I hope I've done enough to prepare my son to enter this next chapter in his life but at the same time, I hope he still needs me too. I have no doubt that he will be successful & find his way in life but I am not ready to let him go. Trevor entered my life on Sunday May 29th, 1994 at 10:03 p.m. He weighed 9 lbs 1 oz. I remember a few hours after his birth, I was alone in the room & I was just staring at him. I was in complete shock that this little person was now my responsibility. Trevor was the BEST baby that any new mother could have asked for, the boy was always happy. As he got older he got a little more difficult only for the fact that he was busy. From sun up to sun down he was on the go. If the house got quiet, he was doing something he shouldn't have been doing. Over the past 17 yrs we've had many emergency room visits & people have joked that the child needs to be wrapped in bubble wrap & wear a helmet at all times. Funny thing is, I still panic everytime the school calls or everytime I see him bleeding. It has never gotten easier for me, one would think I would have become an old pro by now. I've said before that I've learned as much from him as he's learned from me. I truly believe that. I think Trev entered my life at the perfect time, others didn't think so at the time, maybe I didn't think so at the time. Without having him my life could have taken a completely different turn. I learned responsibility, unconditional love, selflessness & compassion. I've made many mistakes along the way but made a promise to my son to learn from them. I am incredibly proud of who that sweet little boy has become. I am forever thankful for the relationship that he & I share. I feel blessed that God gave him to me & allowed me to grow with him. I love you Trevor! Happy birthday son!!
