Kiddos: Embracing the Chaos, Fearing the Day it's Gone
Written by: Jenny
I’m obsessed with my kids. My daughter, Julianne, is six. My son, Miles, is four. I barely remember life before they entered my world. And look, it’s not like it’s all butterflies and rainbows at my house. Raising kids is HARD. Rewarding! But, hard. Throw in messy and exhausting.
They’re still so little. But, I already project to the day my daughter gets her driver’s license and leaves the house without me behind the wheel. Or the day my son heads off to college. My friends who have ‘been there done that’ with their kids swear that I’ll handle it just fine. But, my heart isn’t so sure at this point in time! I am kind of a control freak in life in general… I fear all future events will just tip me right over the edge. Kidding. Kind of. Sort of.
It’s funny because I am 41 years old and to this day, when I’m sick? I want my mom. When I want to share awesome news or horrible news? I want my mom. I still need her every day in so many ways. She doesn’t live here in Kansas City, but she visits often and we talk on the phone multiple times a day. It makes me smile to think that my kids will (hopefully!) feel this way about me someday.
While they won’t need me to help them brush their teeth or cut the crusts off of their peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, they’ll need me in new and different ways. And, I will be there.
With every stage and every age, I tell my husband, ‘THIS is my favorite’. I’ve already said it six times with my daughter, four with my son. I have to believe it just keeps getting better and that’s hard to believe because I have already treasured every moment. Even the hard, messy and exhausting ones.
I love being a mom.