College Mama's baby turns 21

Monday was a sad day for College Mama. My first born baby turned 21-years-old. I'm barely 21 myself so I don't understand how this happened. (Ok, so that's a bit of an exaggeration. This is my blog and I can exaggerate if I want right?) I'm very proud of the young man my son has become. But there's a problem. One can't be a young man and a little boy at the same time. I realize that statement could be argued. It's hard for me to admit that my little kids aren't little kids any longer. You see, there are only three years between my oldest and my youngest. Yes, there are four of them. And yes, life was little crazy when they were little. There were days when I thought they would never grow up...days when I thought I would be changing diapers until I died. But now, those days seem to have passed much too quickly. Now I'm left with days of thinking that I'll be paying for college until the day I die. I realize these years will pass quickly too. I guess then instead of longing for what was, I should spend my time enjoying what is. So, "Happy Birthday" son number one! I love, enjoy and respect the person you've become. Do me a favor though...everyone now and then make me think you still need me because I really do love being your mama!