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The Apples

October 4, 2008
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by Jen Tompkins

You know: as in “of my eye.”

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Hey! Look who I saw on the freeway! Your mom.

Hey! Look who I saw on the freeway!

Your mom.

Later today I’ll be sending out my September Sch

Later today I’ll be sending out my September Schmewsletter to the peeps on my email list. I’ve got some specific tips for parents of teens and Lego-loving kids of all ages. For some fresh memes, random recommendations and stories about what a sass-mouth my child is, click the link in my bio!

Happy birthday to our handsome guy! Today he is EL

Happy birthday to our handsome guy! Today he is ELEVEN! I can still remember the brutal feeling of falling in love with a beautiful baby boy who lived across the globe, and having to wait months and months to hold him. I’ll always grieve missing those first two years, but I’m so grateful for the rest of the story, and the privilege of being Asher Saran’s forever mom.

Asher is the most curious person I’ve ever met! He loves to get new information, preferably by examining things personally—-usually by taking them apart. 😝 He is strong and fast, funny and smart. Few things can hold his attention for long, but if he has a fishing pole or a BB gun, he can focus for hours. His best friend is a girl, and he is so sweet with babies and toddlers.

It’s sometimes easy to forget that Asher is not related to me by blood. He feels like my offspring in every way. But today I also want to remember and honor his birth mom, who is probably thinking and wondering about him. We share a connection through this amazing young man, and my prayer is that she would have a peace and somehow know he is thriving and so loved. I also pray that SHE is thriving and well loved.

Asher loves to pop on my social media feed if the post is about him. Feel free to put a bday message for him in the comments. He will read them!

Some birthdays just feel a little more significant

Some birthdays just feel a little more significant than others. 16 is one of those! Sixteen years ago this guy, bald with the teeniest hit of blonde fuzz, made me a mom. His labor and delivery were traumatic and difficult, and it was like he was announcing to the world he had a mind of his own. He continued to send that message loud and clear through childhood. 😏

Now I see the fruit of that stubborn, confident personality, in a young man who knows his mind. We can debate and disagree and laugh and cry and pray together. I remember his kindergarten teacher told us he was a natural leader, and the other kids looked up to him, but daily he needed to decide if he was going to use his powers for good or evil. 😅

I’ve definitely felt a shift in the last year, the cruel irony that as our kids get older and more fun to be around, they are around less. I’m feeling the reality of 3 more school years and 2 more summers. When I hug him, my head rests right on the collar bone he broke several years ago, instead of his head resting on my shoulder. This growing up stuff is good. It’s healthy, it’s beautiful and it also sucks a little bit.

When he was a toddler, I remember saying having a kid was like a piece of my heart walking around, able to be broken. I still feel that deeply. But is also a piece of my heart, walking around, ready to change the world. Go get ‘em, @carson.tompkins. I’ll always be your biggest fan.

He knows what I meant.

He knows what I meant.

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