boo-boos
Today should be named boo-boo day. My 14 year old daughter accidentally sliced her thumb with a knife, and I punctured my middle finger with a piece of glass while washing dishes.
Life is full of such mishaps, but when a few happen in one day, I feel like I should start the day over again.
Today is also my oldest child’s birthday. He is 22, and still my baby.
Having adult children offers a different perspective on parenting. Being involved without being involved. Giving advice without being pushy, and also only when asked.
Being mom, without babying them.
Not always easy, but good none the less.
Parenting will never end, no matter how old they get.
But it does change.
Change is good, when we embrace it in what it is meant to be, finding a new way to coninue that precious relationship, of parent and adult child.
I guess it’s a good thing I have great examples of how to do that.
My mom and dad, and my inlaws…..the best examples possible, and I am thankful.
July 23rd, 2008 at 6:15 am
I feel like such a young parent reading this…my ‘babies’ are 14 and 8, I hope I am half the mom my mom is!
you sound like you’ve done a good job at this whole parenting, way to go mom!