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Baby no more

Forever I'll love you...forever my baby you'll be.  This is something I used to read to my son, from a book from his shelf.

I've always told him...'no matter how old you get, you'll always be my baby.'

And he is my baby ... however this summer many changes took place. He grew up overnight and grew about 3 inches.  All of the sudden my little guy isn't so little anymore.

On the first day of school, he instructed me that I could walk him in on the first day but from there on afterwards - I was to drop him off at the curb ... 'because he was a man now and he didn't need his mom to walk him in'

Sigh ...

So as he's now 8 and a half years old, I'm seeing the young man he's growing into.  He's matured in so many ways, and it's time for him to grow up.  It's time for those apron strings to be cut in some ways.  It's with such bittersweet emotion that I let go of his hand and let him walk free from the shadow of the little baby he was and walk into the big boy shoes of the young man he's growing into.

That being said, it's time for some changes to allow him room to grow up.  And one thing that will help is a room makeover for my son.  I tried last year to get him to agree to a room makeover.  It's stilled painted from when I designed his nursery. 

Although I tried, he wasn't ready  But I could tell he was torn.  He wanted a big boy room but it meant saying goodbye to what he'd known for the last 7 years.  Still, he was embarrassed when he had friends over for playdates.  In effect each time his buddies would come over, I would constantly hear him make excuses for his walls.  Those same words he'd utter when they'd enter made me smile..."This is from my mom...when she decorated my room as a baby."  Then he'd roll his eyes like it was my fault it was that way.

And that was okay.  I didn't mind being the fall guy, because I know my son doesn't do well with change.  I also knew that when he was ready - he'd make the change for himself.

Two weeks ago, my mom brought him home after running errands with him.  They were at Ace Hardware, and he asked to go to the paint section.  As soon as he walked in the door, he proudly handed me some paint samples he liked.  They lay on the coffee table for a couple days before he approached the subject I knew was coming ... he asked if we could re-do his room.  I smiled and hugged him.

Even though I know he's scared to let go of  what he's known, I also know he's ready to embrace the change of a big boy room.  Trust me - that's big for my son.  He's not an adapter.  He likes status quo.  And He is comfortable being right where he is at all times.  To push him is to frustrate him.  So, I couldn't be happier that he's making this step.

We're going to do a Tron Legacy room.  I'll post before and after pictures soon. 

You know it's funny.  This time last year I might have shed a tear to see the nursery paint covered up and updated...  I always thought I'd have another child to move into that room.  So re-doing this room symbolizes a lot for me too...letting go of a larger family and letting go of my baby.

However he'll always be my baby no matter how old he gets.  And that I can smile about as I paint over the Cookie Monster, that sits up high on the wall.  See ya Cookie Monster!  Time for a big boy room!!!
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