Transitions

Childhood days were so simple. Everyday was an adventure, if not physically, you could do the rest in your mind. Elaborate games, changing rules, changing roles. You could be whatever you wanted, do overs were easy. You could dream big, with nothing to take those ideals and ruin them for you. Until a certain age, life is carefree. Most people can’t remember the moment that stole that child wonder away.

When I had kids, it was Mom life all the time. Making rules, doing mom things. When they were small, tired all the time. Not all work, we played a lot! They were first, I was second, my choice, and I wouldn’t change that. When they were tweens, it was run full tilt, friends, sports, especially when you have more than one. Teens, are exhausting, you worry constantly, sometimes feeling like a Sergeant to keep all the ducks in a row! Somewhere during that time frame, I could be mom the human. I could ditch the mom role. I could let my guard down that got them to this grown state. I could be silly and not the Warden. That stage where they transition from your kids to your friends. It is this part that it all becomes fun. You have grown together, and you slowly revert back to the person you were pre parenthood.

Don’t get me wrong, parenting is forever. Don’t be scared, they are your humans. It is a joy to hear their opinions, to see what they value. How they navigate this not so perfect world. The worry doesn’t go away. These moments when I see the parallel between me and mine in relation to me and my mom. It always surprises me. I can hear the worry in my own Momma’s voice. I hate thinking that I have caused her to worry. Sorry Momma, don’t worry! Glad we are friends! You and I will have a playdate soon!