The Athlete turns Nine

This post has been so hard to write.

I’ll start it and then I tear up because well…

I’m a big softy I guess.
I’ve written it.
Deleted it
and re-written it again.

I’ve gone back and forth about
how to write about this EPIC little boy.


The boy that came into our world a mere nine years ago
and shook things up a bit.

He is phenomenal
he somehow finds ways
to amaze me daily.

He’s super smart.

A handsome gentleman,

But also a silly one too.

He can make me laugh with a single look.

Silliest. Cutest. Baseball Boy.

And the way he loves.

My goodness,

He loves wholeheartedly,
so big and so much…
and that astounds me…

I’m his mother.
I get to be his mom.
How cool is that?
How so very awesome?


So grateful.
I’m sooooo….

Thankful, happy, blessed.

I wish so much for you this year.

Your last year of single digit-land.

I wish for more cuts, bumps, and bruises…

Because that means you explored.
You adventured, you played, you did things that children do.

I wish for more home-runs, more goals, and more teamwork.
Because that means you play, and you played hard.

Had me outside in snow to practice. I do  it though, I love playing catch with him.

I love watching you play sports,
I love what it teaches you,

Most importantly,
I love what it teaches me about you.
How gracious you are,
how caring you are about others,
how strong and capable you can be.
How when you fail,
when you fall,
you know how to get back up stronger than ever.
You are tough, you are resilient, and you are brilliant.
You are kind too.

I wish for more laughter.

More fun.

More mom and son talks,

More walks in the park.

Most of all I wish for the thing I don’t have,

More time to keep you little just like this.

Perfectly in this moment,

I’m content to keep you nine.

However, I know that you grow you must,
and I’m curious as ever to see you at 10, 11, 12, 21.
But for now, I am happy to celebrate the
wonderful nine years that I’ve been immensely honored to have with you.

I love you my Little Lion
Happiest of Birthday’s to you…

Until Next Taste,

Published by Foodie Finds Home

Military Spouse, Mom x4, Foodie, Semi-crunchy, Travel Aficionado, and Fitness Enthusiast sharing our life and kitchen while learning to make home our favorite place to be.

28 thoughts on “The Athlete turns Nine

  1. Dang it, I was reading this when I started a business meeting! I had tears in my voice when I started the meeting! Beautiful tribute to your son!


  2. Happy birthday to your son! Next year is DOUBLE DIGITS! You don’t change digits again until you turn 100! We take our kids on the vacation of their choice for their double digit. It is extreme, but it is something I planned to do for my kids when I was a kid myself! I read in a book about a lady who named her children after cities (Dallas, Madison, etc) and for their double digit they got to visit their city. How cool is that?


  3. Happy Birthday to your son! It goes by so quickly. I was just at “transiting to high school” meeting last night at my oldest sons school. He starts HS next year! I can’t believe how quickly it goes by.


  4. What a fun post. My boys are turning 9 in January too. It is such a fun sweet age. I tell everyone that they are in the sweet spot of parenting. They will still hold my hand and give me a hug but aren’t as needy as a toddler. It is the best!


  5. Such a heartfelt post. This is one of my favorite lines: “I wish for more cuts, bumps, and bruises…Because that means you explored.” Those are the words of a genuinely great mom. ♥


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