Today the boy turns 20. And before you leave a comment saying anything at all, I request that you read this post and realize that I can be a little touchy about the fact that I was a teenage mom. I was 19, OK? And married. And you know what else? I just might be the most successful teen mom you’ll ever know.
Yeah. I’m touchy.
What’s important today is not my touchiness. It’s this boy. This man. This kid that I have loved for 20 years. This guy that has made me laugh and cry and holler his First Middle and Last name in the tradition of mothers all over the world. This boy who is now a wonderful grownup. He’s responsible! He’s a good driver! He’s the best employee at his job! He gets good grades! He’s a good, albeit snarky big brother! He is, in general, a guy I’d like if we weren’t related by blood; if we just met on the street.
So happy birthday son. I’m so dang proud of you.
Love,
Mom
Shall I buy him a raincoat?
Thank you, Michelle. Just did a spit take.
Wow…can’t believe he turns 20 today! Don’t be sad or touchy, could be so much worse, you could currently be preparing for the birth of a baby at age 41! UGH!!!!
Happy (x20) birthday to the not-so-much-a-boy!!!
I was a teenage mom at 16, and married. What frustrates me are the kids in this era, that can not in any way try to act responsibly. Even at 20-30 yrs. of age. I was doing it all at 16, and trying to do it with grace and pride. Sometimes I think I was stronger way back then than now.
Happy Birthday to your son and more important..congratulations to you! Nothing like having a responsible child.
You are a fantastic Mom and maybe I haven’t told you that enough. I feel very blessed to have you be the mother of my grandchildren. Have a great day.