Celebrating my (gulp) 14 yo son on his birthday

Today my first child turned 14.

Jacob soccer

I often tell Jacob — in quiet whispers so his brothers won’t hear– that he’ll always have an edge on cool because he was born in New York City, while they were born in suburban Jersey. But there are many more reasons why he’s one of the coolest cats I know.

Last year, I wrote a speech to give at his bar mitzvah, which sums up his personality, and what it’s like to parent him. It’s often challenging, but in the best way. I’m sharing the speech with you today to celebrate my baby growing up.

It’s a great day and we are so proud of Jacob. But his performance on the bimah today is no surprise to (Wilson) and me. 

Jacob was an ideal first child. He arrived a day early, cried very little, and smiled all the time.  As a baby he was already showing traits of his personality: smart, good-natured, curious, and eager to please.  As a toddler he got a lot of attention for his curly blond mop of hair, and he soaked it in.

Jacob baby pic

He was an easy baby because he could roll with anything: staying up late at night, trying new foods, and engaging all the adults around him.  All of our family and many of our friends here tonight have known him since he was born and remember him as happy, chatty, and completely unintimidated by grownups.

His friends know now what we saw even as a toddler and little boy—he has superior social skills and can get just about anyone to do just about anything if he sets his mind to it.

He is famous for texting me after school asking me to go to the park:

First it’s:

Mom, can I play?

Then a barrage of backup texts……

I did all my homework, I cleaned my room last night, and I will be home by 5 because I know I have to eat and change for soccer practice. Please?

Then he always completes the move with:

I love you mom.

Damn, he’s good.

I sometimes fall under his spell, and often have to remind myself that I’m the parent and know what’s best for him.

As he‘s grown up there are things he didn’t always want to do and we had to push him along.

Jacob beach

When his homework was difficult or he had a long-term project he was avoiding I would nag him to get it done. He’d ask why he had to do it and my standard answer became “It’s my job to make you the best Jacob Lefferts you can be. It’s not always easy or fun, but that’s my job.”

It was a tough one to argue.

Although he has always been a terrific, committed athlete, there were times when he didn’t always want to go to baseball, basketball, or soccer practice. I would tell him that practice is what makes you better, and that would make him the best Jacob Lefferts he could be.

Jacob baseball

When I would suggest we take a break from the 24/7 sports mania that goes on at our house to walk around the city or visit a museum, Jacob usually resisted.  “Why do we have to, mom?”

 Because I want you to be a well-rounded person with exposure to culture and beauty. It’s part of making you the best Jacob Lefferts you can be.

There were eye-rolls and grunts. But to his credit, he would always admit in the car home that that wasn’t so bad after all.

It may surprise you to know that –despite his stellar torah reading today—Jacob did not always enjoy going to Hebrew School. It often got in the way of playing with friends after school or Saturday night sleepovers.  He would get frustrated and beg me to skip it, questioning “WHY? Why do I have to go?”

 And I would tell him it was all part of making him the best Jacob Lefferts he could be.

Today, Jacob there’s no more arguing or negotiation. You studied and worked hard at your Hebrew.  You stayed committed to volunteering with the kids at the Network in Newark once a week.  You respect your parents and love your brothers. You’re a wonderful student and a good friend.

We may have nudged you along, but you did that. You have become all those things on your own.

And today, you are the best Jacob Lefferts you can be. We love you.

Jacob and mom

Happy Birthday to my baby boy, still the best Jacob Lefferts he can be!

8 responses to “Celebrating my (gulp) 14 yo son on his birthday

  1. First of all I want to say excellent blog! I had a quick question in which I’d like to ask if you don’t mind.
    I was curious to know how you center yourself and clear your head prior to writing.
    I’ve had a difficult time clearing my mind in getting my thoughts out.
    I do enjoy writing but it just seems like the first 10 to 15 minutes
    tend to be wasted just trying to figure out how to begin.
    Any ideas or tips? Cheers!

    • Thank you. Writing is not a science. Sometimes– like this speech– it comes flowing out of me, other times it’s a torturous mess. But it is like a muscle, and the more you work at it– journaling every day or blogging a few times a week– the easier it is to get past the blocks. You also have to accept that you’re not going to love every piece you write and don’t beat yourself up about it. Just keep doing it. Also give yourself a time limit. If you know you only have 1 or 2 hours to get something done, you may be more disciplined. I always work best on deadline. Good luck!

  2. Guiding your child to be his best is one of the hardest jobs in the world.
    It happens only when you are the best
    Mother you can be.
    My love and congratulations to you.
    Good luck with the next two!!

  3. In today’s environment I wasn’t sure if I wanted to have kids or not but your posts like this are just so awesome it gives me hope that kids can have a great up bringing today. You are really inspirational.

  4. Such a great post! You are really a loving family. Hope you didn’t forget the birthday spanking lol.

  5. Thanks Kristen! Will pass on your hug. Xo

  6. Tears. Man…I seriously feel like he was my first (practice) baby! I have his birthday on all my calendars and think about all of you so often! Can’t believe he’s 14!!!! Please give him a huge, embarrassing birthday hug from me! Beautiful speech, Brooke! I’m totally stealing the “best you can be” for my girls!