We were having dinner last night when my daughter asked me if we could go through photos tonight to find some that her teacher wanted for “Promotion Day”. Promotion Day is when the 8th Graders graduate to 9th Grade. It brought home to me that my little darlin’ was soon to be 14 years old and will be entering the High School as a Freshman next year.
Where DID the time go?
They ain’t kiddin’ when they say that kids grow up so fast. Going through the family photos last night really brought it home. I vividly remember traveling to China to pick up our daughter in 2000. Erin was only ten months old, but she was gorgeous. Even then I knew she was everything I ever wanted.
We went through photos of her first birthday, taking her to the Asian Moon Festival at the Summer Fest Grounds in Milwaukee when she was two years old, building her play set when she was three. I remember Erin’s first day of 5K, wanting to stay the entire morning so I could watch over her. That was nuthin’ compared to her first day of 1st grade. How we carefully loaded up her little backpack with everything she needed … and probably a lot she didn’t. Her first sleep over and then having to go over to her friend’s house at two o’clock in the morning to bring her home because she was scared.
These are all things that a mom never forgets. Along with that first time we had to take her emergency because we were new parents and didn’t know what to do about that deep, barking cough and was about to go into a panic. The first time Erin spent the weekend with my in-laws and my calling every few hours to check on her. That first homemade Mother’s Day card and present. (Still have the card).
And now my little darlin’ is a “tween”. That lovely age where the eyes are rolling and “mom hasn’t got a clue”. Not so little anymore. I’m weathering it pretty good because I fully expected it and had mentally prepared myself for it. I know there’s a possibility of her behavior getting worse and am prepared to meet that challenge as well. It’s all part of the growing up process.
There are things coming up that I’m not sure I AM prepared for. Such as … soon she’ll be experimenting, pushing her limits, going out with boys, leaving for college.
Is there any way to anticipate the next few years? Who knows? Anyone out there want to share a few family anecdotes of growing kids? Please do. I’d love to hear ‘em.