Today my son turned 18. A milestone birthday. I know everyone says this but time really has gone by to fast. He arrived on his “due” date, I remember I dropped Amani off at school, she was in the first grade, and she said, “My brother is coming today.” I didn’t have any signs of labor that morning, so I started my day as usual, I love music, so like most days I would find a reason to stop into blockbuster music and I would listen to new releases. So I’m doing my thing and my water breaks in the store- so I ask to go to the bathroom and they tell me that there is no public restroom. I tell the clerk as water is streaming down my leg that I REALLY need to do to the bathroom or else there is going to be a mess on this floor.
So of course I picked up Amani from school like normal, called Reggie at work, this was the pre text era and went to the hospital and I birthed Reggie at 9 30ish PM and my life has never been the same.
Yes, even with being the “Olivia Pope” of the college application process, worrying about him ALL THE TIME, getting MAD at
some of a lot of the things he does, I love this kid uncondistionally. He is far from perfect, but he is my son, and he is really more like me than I admit…
One of my fatal flaws is doing for my kids, I can’t help it…I think about all the things I wish I could have done when I was growing up and I GO overboard…I could only dream about the traveling to the places my kids have gone. I hope for the best for my son, and I will do all I can to keep him on a path to some sort of happiness, cause at the end of the day that is what is important in this short life we all have on this planet.
Today I will be driving to Santa Barbara to take my young man to dinner, 2 hours there and 2 hours back, but so worth it to see my 18 year old “man”.