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My oldest son does not want to be called Desi anymore. He tells everyone that they can call him Dez. I mean who put the idea in his head that he could grow up?! I swear I was not prepared for him to shed the nickname I have been calling him ever since he was blocked off from this world and living safely inside of me. Yes I am being very dramatic and rightly so! My child...my baby. When did I blink? I thought that I was holding on to time (insert tears here)?
I got so choked up when he mentioned to someone that they could call him Dez after he was introduced as Desi. I would have balled if people weren't standing right in front of me. I literally, in that moment, travelled forward into time and saw a grown man with a mustache looking at me calling me Ma...not mommy and going by the name Dez.

I had to express myself to Desi. So I told him that everyone else can call him Dez but mommy is still going to call him Desi. He protested of course but I went on to explain why I want to keep that nickname. I told him how much it meant to me and he is my baby. I softened his heart and he made an exception for me. Boy am I glad about that!
I just didn't think that this would be happening at the age of 6. I thought I had at least until his freshmen year of High School. Why is this happening now? This literally feels like an outer body experience.
I know he is trying to assert his independence but I need a heads up or something. These shocking reveals are hurting my womb.

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  1. WordsPoeticallyWorthOctober 8, 2017 at 4:50 PM

    Greetings from the UK. Children can be troublesome!

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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    1. AishaOctober 8, 2017 at 4:56 PM

      Lol! I know! They just need stop. I can't take it.

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