My Baby Boy

My sweet little baby boy turns 13 today! He's taller than me now, and wears the same size shoe as his Dad, an 11 1/2. I got teary-eyed driving to work this morning and again now as I write this. I just can't believe it's been 13 years since I first changed his little diaper. I stood there alone in my hospital room with him and changed his diaper on my bed. I remember standing there so proud of myself and basking in new motherhood glow. . . only to watch a stream of urine come out the top of the diaper, across his little belly and onto my bed. I guess the diaper wasn't tight enough around his waist. Yeah, don't ask. . . I have no idea how I managed that.