Waning days of motherhood…
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- October
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Feeling a little old lately. The baby got his driver’s license.
When the older kids passed their road tests, I still had this little guy to drive around. Now he doesn’t need me anymore.
Of course this is not completely true. He can drive, when he has access to a car, no later than 9 p.m. And I think, that to some degree, he still needs me. But my mothering responsibilities are quickly fading away.
A few days ago, I spoke to a woman who has a two year old. She said she’s already sad, thinking of the time he will leave home. She asked if I think she’s crazy.
No, I said. Not at all.
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The driving of your last child, is a rite of passage. But when all of your children are out of the house it is just sad and lonely sometimes. But when they all come home and then leave again, it is peaceful. All cycles of life. I miss mothering. It is definitely hard to let go, but there are no alternatives. I refuse to say I feel old. I feel different!
Who’s car? I bought my own car at the ripe old age of 22. To me there is no reason why a teen needs a car. But that is just me. My kids want a car, get a job and buy one and pay for the insurance. I will help where I can, but in this world there is no free rides, I raise mine the way i was raised.
I earned everything I had, whether through chores or actual job.