Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
I’m using: back to school ~ books ~ uniforms ~ pep rally ~ football
They were submitted by: http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch
Going to apologize in advance if it’s all disconnected…this was a tough one for me. My emotions kept getting in the way.
AJ has started 1st grade, back to school another year old.. Yes, my sweet little boy, who I never tought would be potty trained is now a first grader. I swear he had a growth spurt the other night and is growing right before my eyes. It seems like only yesterday he was starting his first day of kindergarten. I blinked and now he’s in first grade. I’m afraid if I blink again he’ll be in middle school.
I wonder will the little boy who would cuddle in my arms as I read him books, tell me in teenage angst that he needs space as he locks himself in his room. Will he want to walk to school and back home with his friends? Will he want his mother to hug and kiss him or will that be embarrassing?
It may seem like it’s a ways off, but as parents we know it all passes too fast. I want to bottle up every moment with him and play it on demand each time I choose. All too soon he’ll be outgrowing his size 6/7 clothes when it only seems like yesterday his preemie outfits were too big for him.
I fear that my hugs and kisses will no longer be wanted. I hope he knows I need those hugs and kisses as much as he does.
Will he continue with karate? Will he need more uniforms as he outgrows his smaller ones? Will he make it to a black belt or higher? Will he rock at theater camp and continue performing and singing or will it just be a fad? Will he decide to participate in soccer or football? Will he still be friends with the kids he met at daycare and kindergarten? Will they be good friends, supporting each other and making smart choices? Avoiding peer pressure? Will he walk home and tell me all about the pep rally? His first date? His first love? His first broken heart? His soul mate?
I know the journey will be amazing and it’s better to wait for the answers. I just hope he’ll always need me.
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
- Baking In A Tornado
- Spatulas on Parade
- The Momisodes
- The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
- Stacy Sews and Schools
- Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
- Southern Belle Charm
- The Diary of an Alzheimer’s Caregiver
- Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
- The Angrivated Mom
- Confessions of a part time working mom
- Someone Else’s Genius
- Evil Joy Speaks
- Never Ever Give Up Hope
- Eileen’s Perpetually Busy
- Searching for Sanity