Losing the Weight Wait

It's the eve of my oldest's birthday and 13 years ago at this time I was big and hot and emotional. Today, I'm big and hot and emotional. 

I couldn't wait to hold that baby in my arms, then I couldn't wait to lose the baby weight.

Losing the weight is on my mind a lot. It's losing the baby weight, losing the last pcs pounds, losing the holiday and winter hibernation weight.  Losing the weight before vacation or summer or a wedding or event, fill in the blank. It's in my mind daily...the weight.

But for this moment, it's not about the weight...it's about the wait. The wait I don't want to lose.

See now that I have a teen in the house, I'm over the waiting for the baby to wake from a nap or a nights slumber.  I don't have to wait for the next nursing session or wait for the toddler temper tantrums to finish.  I'm done waiting for the first day of kindergarten. 

A lot of the wait has passed, those things I couldn't wait for him to do.  There's no more waiting on him to  crawl, take his first steps, talk, make a friend, play on a sports team, etc.  

The weight I wanted to lose from carrying him (and his siblings), I'd gladly replace to get to wait on the things that are gone. Time has a way of not waiting. 

So today I'm not going to focus on the weight I'd like to lose; I'm going to focus on the wait I want to have with this precious boy that I waited to hold. I want to wait for him to grow up.  I want to lose the wait in all the right places...

Boy, were you worth the weight wait!