Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping, into the
future. My Mom has been visiting us this
week, and it’s been a really great visit.
She was able to visit several cousins and her college friend. There were Scrabble games, writing
challenges, reminiscences, music performances, and too much good food.
Last week we marked the passage from the end of the summer
toward the school year: Marching Band
camp started! Youngest Daughter has been
struggling through that, 8 a.m. to 5 p.m.
I love it, because it’s sort of like school starting 2 weeks early.
I’ve been only marginally paying attention to the task of
getting the Son ready to move away to college. The
college has sent umpteen e-mails with instructions for how to prepare. I haven’t read a single one, which makes me
think that I will pay dearly for that in the near future. But then I think, I’m not the one going to college, so I won’t pay.
Tomorrow I make the trek to drive my Mom back to her
place. Then turn around and come
home the next day. Then drive my son to college. Then come home and have one week to get YD
ready for high school. It’s all good,
but it’s happening too fast. I desperately want some time to just think about things. Somewhere in there it will be my birthday, but who has time for a birthday these days?
6 comments:
If you don't have time for a birthday, that means you're not getting older, right?
It will slow down soon, when you get the older two settled in college and only have one at home. It's about to get REAL quiet at our house. Andrew is already at school (band camp) and Eric goes this Sunday.
I miss those days of an entire 2 weeks of band camp! (Mostly, I miss competitive marching band and my life as a band mom. Our band here isn't that awesome.)
Ah, the second kid going off to college. Isn't that his job to get ready to go?
Happy Birthday!
Sounds exhausting to end summer that way. Good luck getting it all done. Too bad the bliss of those visits and vacation days can't be parceled out for when you feel stressed.
I think it's entirely appropriate that you're only paying marginal attention to getting a kid ready for college.
I was getting my hair cut yesterday, and there was a mother there talking to her daughter, who was taking classes at the college where I teach --wow! what helicoptering! After she told her daughter all the minute details of what she needed to do (including contacting the professor because the book listed for the class didn't make sense to her) I really wanted to ask if she was going to attend the classes for her daughter too!
Save your birthday celebration for when things have settled down --there's no statute of limitations on celebrations!
Whoa, what a time of transition for you! And I'll second Cassi Renee's comment about not helicoptering- I ran into a college freshman girl recently and she had no idea how to fill out a simple application, because her mother has always filled everything out for her. She didn't know her social security number, didn't know how to answer the questions, didn't know what a reference is.
Sounds like you need a birthday (a celebration of YOU) more than just about anyone in the house!
Post a Comment