My kids are getting older.
That’s a fact. No matter how much I tell them they need to stop growing, they continue to do so, against my will. And I haven’t figured out how to stop them.
I see people all around me with young kids. I read blogs of women with young kids, and I sort of feel a little, well, old. And a bit sad too. That phase of my life is slipping by. The phase when I am needed to walk them to school, or when they run to greet me at home (although my greetings are still pretty great!) When they look at me and think I’m their hero. We are almost through that stage.
But, can I just say what an amazing stage this next stage is? These past couple of weeks I have sat back and really just marvelled at how these little people are becoming great people! The kind of people that I promise you, you want to know!!
I am slowly watching them grow taller than me. Eat more than me. Stay up later than me. Become smarter than me.
They are becoming their own people. They are finding their own groove, their own spirit, and their own niche.
And it is so fun to watch that all unravel.
Gabe has been going through so many phases these past couple of years and it has been amazing to watch.
Gabe has always been a bit of a pleaser. That’s not an easy role to play when you are a child from divorce, living in two very different households. You want to please everyone, but you really can’t without sacrificing a piece of yourself.
But recently, he has been arguing. Starting debates. Disagreeing. Asking questions. Questioning beliefs, theories and “givens”. This has been sweet music to my ears. This has given us the opportunity to have some great discussions, learn from each other, teach and model respect, and help him follow (and create) a logical argument. We have seen how his views are changing and being shaped and seeing the kind of solid man he is becoming. I’m happy to report, a solid man just like his Dad.
He has also been figuring out “his thing”. Making new friends, joining new clubs, reading new things. We have been through a pilot/airplane phase, a news/journalist phase, and now are in an stock/investing phase. I call them “phases” as he gets very intensely involved in learning about something and throws himself into it. That is not to say that these “phases” won’t stick with him – as he still loves planes and news, but right now he is throwing himself into learning about stocks and investing. Every day he comes home to tell me something new he has read, or reports on how his virtual stock portfolio is doing (quite well, in case you are wondering). Everyday he is getting smarter and smarter, and I now need to go and look up what he is talking about.
There is nothing better for a parent than to watch their kids blossom and discover who they are. I know that they are great, but for them to start to realize that potential is amazing.
So, they may not be greeting me at the door with hugs and slobbery kisses anymore, but I still get a hug, AND I get to find out how their mind grew that day, who won the last debate they were having, and how their stock portfolio is performing. I get to expand my mind by learning about their interests, sharing in their dreams and being their biggest cheerleader.
|Doesn’t he just look so thrilled about being hugged?|