Letting go of your baby can be both the proudest and saddest of occasions for parents. While seeing them date, eventually marry, and have kids of their own can bring the greatest joy, it’s still hard to forget that that grown man was your baby boy first.
Nobody can describe that feeling better than Amy Weatherly, a mama who loves her child so dearly that she decided to write a mini saga to her little boy about what it will be like when he takes on a life of his own and she has to let go.
Read her Facebook post in full below entitled, “Just remember, I called you baby first,” and be sure to have those Kleenexes on standby (you’re gonna need ’em!):
“One day, some girl is gonna like you.
She’ll think you’re cute and she’ll giggle when you walk past with your friends. She’ll sit in the stands at your baseball game. You’ll act tough and swing your bat back and forth while strutting out to home plate. She’ll yell for you. Your cheeks will turn bright red and you’ll work really hard not to bust out in a gigantic grin. You don’t mind the attention, but you’re not one to just give away you’re feelings that easily.
You’ll ask her friends for her phone number. You’ll call her up, or text her when you finally work up the courage. I don’t really know what kids do these days. Maybe you’ll send her a tweet or an emoji or a little heart on Instagram. I hope you’ll call though. I hope you’ll have conversations with her and get to know her heart. Maybe you’ll tease her. Maybe you’ll make her laugh. Maybe you’ll tell her you thought it was really cool she came to your game.
You’ll hold hands.
You’ll ask her to be your girlfriend.
You’ll go on dates. You’ll forget the rest of the world exists. Your friends will punch you in the arm and say ‘dude, where have you been?’ You’ll ask for money to take her to play Top Golf or bowling or out to eat. I’ll say no, and give you jobs as a way to earn some extra cash instead. (Gahhh…you have the meanest mom in the world.)
You’ll roll your eyes, but you’ll do it anyways. You’ll mow the grass. You’ll wash my car. You’ll haul all the cardboard to get recycled. You’ll do it because she’ll be worth it.
Just remember, I called you baby first.
One day, some girl is gonna love you.
She’ll love who you are. She’ll get how funny you are and your quirky little jokes, and appreciate how sensitive you can be. She’ll admire the way you work hard. And she’ll just nod and shake her head at the way you try to sneakily win arguments just like your father does.
She’ll love that you always have a plan. She won’t mind the way you get reserved around new people, and she’ll adore the way you stay loyal to the few people you open up to.
She’ll be proud of you. She won’t let you get away with always thinking you are right. She’ll call you out when you deserve it.