I was thinking last night how my kids have grown. It occurred to me as I dropped my girls off for camp. And my son spent the entire day at his friend's house. My house was so very quiet. It was weird. Even the cat was quiet. It's a bittersweet kind of thing to watch them grow. Having Emily go off to camp is a real sign of maturity. She was so very excited. Me? A bundle of nerves. What if she gets one of her nasty nose bleeds? What if she gets lost, because as Kristin says, "Emily doesn't stop to smell the roses, she replants them." What if ....and the list goes on. Ryan spending a whole day with friends. You know the old fashion way, "Can I go see if B can play?" And off he goes. I love that. But it's sad too.
It's hard to let our kids grow, but we do. We let them, we cry with them, we laugh with them and share with them. So while it is sad in a way, the journey is sweet. I still have a long way to go!
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7 comments:
It's a double edged sword being a mommy. SO bittersweet.
I agree with MiMi.
And I'm starting to feel the same way about Punky. And Flintstone for that matter...
So my dad pointed out to me the other day that a Normal kid (not a step kid who lives or visits their other parent), you have 936 Saturday's with them until they are 18. How freaky is that!
Are any of them driving yet? We're going to see that in the next year. Now THAT has me nervous.
Awe yes they do grow up too fast- but really we do want them to grow up as the alternative is awful. But still bittersweet
as much as I love that little man is growing up and learning new things I also hate knowing that my baby will soon be leaving me and that just sucks.
time for another!
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