birthday shout out.

There are 5 kids on the planet that call me mom.
Lucky for me, I only had to birth 3 of them!

When I first started this blog, I gave them all blog names.
Little Man and Soapy D you hear about all the time.
They’re young enough to not be embarrassed yet!

Little Miss and Mini-McGee pop up occasionally.
But they ARE teenage girls.
They only think I’m sorta funny, some of the time.

And then there’s Bmoc.
Big Man On Campus.
I didn’t birth him.
But I am his mom, or at least one of them.
I’m like pork, the other white meat,
I’m the other mom.

I married into being his mom just before he turned 4.
He was a leap year baby, so it was technically his first birthday.
Today…or tomorrow…which is it?
He turns 19.

And he’s rad.

We caught Bmoc on the phone tonight for a proper happy birthdaying (he’s away at college) tonight and it was the coolest thing. Each kid got on the phone and one by one their sweet faces lit up as they answered questions about their lives and what was new. Lit. Up!

Because he’s the thing…

He is really great at making everyone feel incredibly special. It’s a gift, it really is. Even when he’s home and exhausted he takes the time to hug on, chat with or pay attention to whoever needs it. It is one of, if not his absolute greatest strengths.  He loves unconditionally and without restraint and his siblings benefit maybe more than anyone else on the planet.  At least until "That Girl" comes along!

So.

To the kid I fell in love with as a toddler…
Who is now a grown ass man…
You, big man, are awesome!

Happy birthday kiddo!
-the other mom