You know, I believed my mother when she told me about it - how you truly don't understand the way it feels to bring children into this world so in the end you can let them go. This week I went to find a driving school for my oldest. He also began getting letters from colleges. I looked at him and wanted to cry. I remember what I was wearing the day I brought him home from the hospital. I remember how exhausted I was the following 5 months because old boy only slept 1 1/2 at a time. I thought to myself Lord, If I can just get through this!"
Of course, that was silly. I am still saying the same thing. This driving business has really thrown me for a loop. Control freaks like myself don't do well with this kind of thing. But like mom said kids are a lot of work. It never goes away or gets better it just changes. I looked at my oldest yesterday and damn near broke into tears. Where did my baby go? . . .
Then the youngest came home all dirty, loud and hungry wanting this that and the other thing and I thought to myself - I can't wait to get these people out of here.
Usually my blogs have a point I can identify but I am not sure what my point is here. Just sharing I guess.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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