My second son’s Bar Mitzvah is in four days. Anybody who has experienced being the mother-of-the-Bar-Mitzvah knows where I have been.
The baking day was only one of the stressful moments, although it was lots of fun, too. Daily practice, buying clothes for everybody, paying invoices from the synagogue, the DJ, the photographer, the florist. Helping him write his speech. Invitations, RSVPs, keeping track of gifts so he can write his thank-yous next week. Family flying in from out of town, who need to be housed, fed and entertained.
All in all, lots of stuff. Celebrating a milestone like this is not trivial (or cheap).
But in the end, what it amounts to is this. Miracle Boy, who started life with so much fear and pain and hope, is now a gorgeous thirteen-year-old, eye to eye with me, smart and funny and healthy.
That is where I have been. Next week – pictures and stories!!
Mazel tov!
Thanks, all! Lots of blubbering ahead ;-). We are incredibly blessed.
Mazel tov!!! Before you know it he will be TALLER than you and you will have to stand on a stool to be eye to eye with him! So happy for you and sending love to your whole family. 🙂
I’m looking forward to being there and seeing all of you! I love the picture of Miracle Boy and his lovely little sister!
Thinking of you as the big day approaches! Looking forward to the stories. Hugs! Jodie
I know you’ve been through this before, but this one is extra emotional because of A’s history. Go ahead and blubber. You’ve earned it!
Best wishes on your simcha. We’ve been through the joys of Bar/Bat Mitzvah twice already. Try and enjoy the day. It goes by so fast.
Good luck with it all!! YAY Ari!