No One Tells You
When your kids become adults
All of my boys will be home for Christmas. I’m pretty excited.
Actually, we’ve been fortunate to have them home for Christmas every year, I just haven’t had them all together since late summer. Middle Child is living with us. Oldest Child and Bonus Daughter are living on the other side of the country now for Oldest Child’s school. Youngest Child is an hour and a half away, also at school. It’s a much shorter distance, but still.
It will be a bit crowded and there will be times when they get irritated with each other, or with me (Somebody empty the dishwasher!!!), but it will be wonderful to have them all at home for Christmas.
When my kids were growing up, I was concerned about how our relationship would change when they were adults. Like all parents, I made a ton of mistakes when raising them. There are definitely things that I wish I could do over, or that I could have handled differently. I worried that my kids wouldn’t want to have a close relationship, that they would fly away and not look back as soon as they could. So far, though, it’s been a really wonderful thing.
I’m not going to lie, parenting is a tough gig, the hardest thing I’ve ever done. But there are moments from when they were growing up that are so precious, so wonderful, that I would do it all over again a million…
