Today I watched my 19 year old son as he left for his cricket match. He got in his car manoeuvred a 3 point turn and drove off down the road. How the hell did he grow up so quick? When did he go from being the little boy with sparkly blue eyes who excitedly jumped up and down clapping his hands while watching a video of the Wiggles in our lounge room…to a big strapping man? When?!
Where’s the little tacker who could demolish a peanut butter sandwich like no ones business? The tidiest and most enthusiastic little eater, who loved sitting on the kitchen bench or popping on his apron and helping me cook and bake.
What happened to the sleepy 7 year old who woke up and skipped into our bedroom squealing with delight because “the tooth fairy came AND SHE RODE MY PONY!!!”. Yeah, my mister liked to put glitter in the glass when he took the tooth away, this night he also moved the little velour pony that sat on my sons bedside and accidentally transferred glitter onto its back LOL.
What about the little school boy who gave the teachers a good laugh when he wrote about his weekend for writing practice? “My Mum had a party because she was 30, I drank 8 Fantas, there were candles in our backyard and Mum was drunk and funny”. Oh dear! For the record I was a bit tipsy and he had 2, maybe 3 Fantas which was massive for my kids who hardly ever got bubbly drink LOL (but his eyes were spinning with the sugar buzz!)
Where did the little boy go that loved nothing more than colouring in, making play dough pizza, having real afternoon tea parties and getting jiggy to early Kylie and Madonna with me in the kitchen? He especially loved it when I danced with a broom and threw in some head-banging moves. Yeah Mumma was cool way back then.
These days he’s making the music as a DJ…How? When? These days he’s not making billie karts out of my old Ab Roller (best use for it ever), these days he’s zooming off in his own car…all 6ft 4 of him and so bloody grown up it makes me smile and ache all at the same time.
I wish I’d taken more time to be ‘in the moment’ with my kids. I wish I’d known how much I would want to remember those years. Don’t get me wrong I did the best I knew how, I was a great mum who was involved and plugged in but as a woman with teenagers…I wish I’d lingered a little longer in those early years.
They grow up sooo quick…linger longer and live in the moment…sit in the pocket of that moment and soak it all in.