But...then... I realize he will graduate High School in May. And, all of the Mom feelings bubble up.
I miss the hugs and cuddles.
I miss holding him and carrying him around.
I miss his chubby little hands.
I miss his head of curly hair (although, sometimes he lets it grow out).
I just want a Groundhog Day moment where I can go back in time and do it all over again.
But, I can't.
Yes. I have one who is older. I felt the same way when he graduated.
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