I am now in love with this post about Mothers and Sons.
I remember being pregnant and imagining my future with Tucker. I imagined rocking him to sleep every night. And then I imagined sitting in the stands at his football games in my North Montgomery sweatshirt with “Tucker’s Mom” on the back and my cowbell in my hand, cheering through the whole game and being hoarse the next day.
And then Tuck was born and I indeed rocked him to sleep every night, often holding him well after he had fallen asleep.
Then the reality of mobility hit me. I never once imagined that one little toddler boy could move so fast and get into so much trouble.
And I never imagined the conversations I would have with him at age 4, and wonder where he comes up with these ideas. One day we were on the way to Missy’s and from the backseat Tucker tells me: “Mommy, you need to drive really slow on my way to school and then really FAST when you are at work.” I asked: “Is that so that I can spend more time with you and less time at work?” “Yup” he answered. “You are such a smart boy, Tucker.” “Yea… I know”
And yes, I did slow down.
Mother’s Day 2011
Tuck’s 4th Birthday
And now you are 5. You have now finished swimming lessons, your first season of basketball and are starting your first season of baseball. You are full of questions, like: Hippos and people and dogs are mammals; what are zombies?
5th birthday
You are riding your bicycle with just one training wheel and only use it randomly. You are about to graduate from NMHS’ Early Learning Academy where you have done so well, getting “green lights” for weeks on end. You are such a good big brother and, for the most part, get along well with your sister.
I am so proud of you and I can only look forward to what comes next and continue to search for that cowbell.



