14 years ago at 11:10 p.m this adorable guy made his entrance into the world!
Wait, am I really a mom of a 14 yr. old?
In honor of Eli’s birthday I created a small album with highlights from this past year. While crafting the album I had to stop and reflect upon the life lessons the birthday boy has inadvertently taught me.
One such lesson took place this Spring. The big 8th grade formal was coming up. I was more excited than Eli. When I was 14 I was Über involved in student council. I ran for every office I could and served on all the dance committees in jr. high and high school. I LOVED planing the details and organizing and orchestrating.
We’ll, there will be NO reliving my youth with this kid! He could have cared less about the dance, and really had no interest in going. He rebuked all my “ideas” of inviting friends, buying a new “cute” outfit & making a whole fun evening of it all.
In the end he wore his church clothes met 2 buddies before hand for dinner and then walked to the school. They danced, socialized a bit & came home as soon as it was over. No begging to stay out till midnight to get into mischief. No big fuss about what he was going to wear, no stress about new shoes or a cute haircut. You’d think I would be grateful!
And I was. Eli has the strength to stand up against me and be his own self. He never tries to conform to what I think a teenager should look or act like. He doesn’t hesitate to tell me “mom, chill, I am not interested, OK. ”
He isn’t concerned about popularity or social status and that’s all I thought about. It’s a huge learning experience for me to watch someone so opposite of myself and see him thrive and enjoy his teenage years. Maybe if I’d been more like him, those years wouldn’t have been so torturous.
Just this morning I asked what his top 5 memories from age 13 were. He listed the trips to California & Ohio, participating in the regional science fair with his best friend, having a great baseball season and lastly he shared: ” It was a great school year, I really liked 8th grade.” Nice. There was nothing dramatic or huge. It was just a good year. Acceptable grades, good decent friends and computer time after homework and doggie duty. What more could a kid ask for? I know for me, I was co caught up in the external things, I would never had said that 8th grade (or any grade for that matter) was a great memory.
Kudos to you Eli and for being real. Here’s to being a freshman in 15 days and to being true to yourself! I pray I continue to learn from you and I pray for the strength to emulate you and be less concerned about other’s opinions of me. Well done sir.