i spent the last five days as a weekend mom. and between the smelly socks strewn across the floor and the fecal matter jokes told by little brothers to upset my friend that has only sisters, there were small and maybe somewhat significant moments when i realized that its happened. i've started to turn into a grown up. this awkward in between age of not being a teenager, but not quite feeling like an adult, is morphing into the latter. and whether they were voluntary, or not, it happened.
the slow but sure strain of the change happened with said events,
-basketball games, grocery shopping, and a nap before 11...AM.
-voluntary bed at 11 because of said busy schedule.
-my shoes need their own bag for travel (granted, i share with jace)
-wedding dress shopping with jen
-and the always obvious phone chats with nenny bear
Don't forget: driving a suburban, doing other people's laundry (well, a little anyway) and lots of taxi driving. ;)
ReplyDelete