Friday, October 24, 2008

Nine Is the New 12

It started with the black tennis shoes. Then the deodorant. Listening to his iPod. Acting like a COMPLETELY different person in the presence of girls. I gave birth, blinked my eyes and Number 1 is now picking out his outfit the night before school, showering in the morning like a man, and talking to the 5th graders on the back of the bus.

It is the natural order of things. Kids grow up which means you are supposed to grow up too, but most days I really don't feel much older than I did when I was 22. Except for the pediatrician appointments and piles of laundry. Oh yeah, and all those little people calling me "Mama".

I am all for 40 being the new 30. Nine being the new 12, not so much.

Another day, another story,

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Having raised 6 children(3 boys & 3 girls)I now have 6 best friends. And in my 6 grandchildren (also 3 boys & 3 girls)I have 6 more best friends.
At 86 I'll not live long enough to
enjoy my great grandchildren who,
hopefully will number more than 6.
But, hey, 12 best friends is a bountiful blessing indeed.


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