At least I’m not as old as I will be next year.

Well, hello there! As I gear up to celebrate my 47th trip around the sun, I can’t help but marvel at the view – quite literally, because my towering sons make quite the scene! 🎉🎂 Yes, I’m that mom who needs a periscope to make eye contact with her college-level giant and high school-level titan. But you know what they say, life’s too short to take height too seriously!

Living life on the shorter side – literally and loving it!

It’s official: I’ve been blessed with two strapping young men who decided that reaching for the clouds was their life’s mission. As I stand beside them, proudly sporting my unofficial title of ‘Shorty Supreme,’ I can’t help but feel like a character in my very own coming-of-height movie.

Turning 47 is no small feat – pun intended – and as I embrace this new chapter, I’m reminded that age may just be a number, but height is a genetic lottery. While my sons are busy touching ceilings and changing lightbulbs without a ladder, I’ve come to accept that my natural habitat might just be right here, perfectly poised to find loose change in the sofa cushions.

As I blow out the candles on my 47th birthday cake, I’m not just celebrating another year added to the tally; I’m celebrating the joy of raising two extraordinary young men who keep life interesting, enlightening, and just a tad bit taller. From their first steps to their towering achievements, every moment has been a testament to the incredible journey of motherhood.

From small shoes to big heights – the adventure continues!

So, here’s to turning 47 and never quite reaching the top shelf without a trusty stepping stool. Here’s to the chuckles, the hugs that require a slight leap, and the love that knows no height limit. Here’s to being the mom who might not stand tall, but who sure stands proud.

Happy birthday to me – the vertically challenged but endlessly proud mom of two towering titans. Here’s to many more years of height-related humor, and the delightful journey of watching my sons reach for the stars (while I reach for the step stool).

Cheers to being 47 and still keeping my head high – even if it’s only because I have to crane my neck to see those tall smiles!

Sanela