The first time he got on the bike it was like he's been doing this his whole life. He was so eager to get on that bike and start peddling. And he did it! Yes, he did have training wheels but he was going at it.
Once he got a better hang of it, he was coasting and cruising, as fast as his little legs allowed him, down the street. Yes, it was a very small area of the street in front our house.
He took several tumbles and I was there to catch the fall. He would say "I'm okay" or "That was close" in regards to his tumbles. He loves riding his bike. I see the joy it brings to his little face. I chase him in circles, making sure I am there. Hey, at least I'm getting some exercise in. Eventually, I will let go and not chase anymore. I suspect that he may be more ready than I am in doing this but for now, I'm not ready. I do maintain a distance where he is not stifled and can't ride his bike but still within arms reach.
All this while, I kept thinking to myself here is my baby growing up and knowing when he is okay and when he can continue going on. All I could think of is no matter what, I will always have your back. I will always be there for you. In one way or another, I will support you.
That support can be done in so many different ways. Right now, it starts with being physically present and emotionally present for my children.
I don't know what the future has in store for my boys BUT I do know that I will always be there.
I have to say that while this post is about my youngest. I want to dedicate it to all the children in my life, my own and those very close to me. I will always have their backs and be there for them.