Thursday Musings

Once upon a time, if my kids did cool or cute things, I was involved. Every. Single. Time. Why? Because I was the mama and they were the littles and, in all honesty, it only happened if I made it happen.

So I was there.

And I knew about it.

And I had the pictures to prove it.

Now they’re big and they are able to make their own fun. They do it frequently, but I don’t have to be involved. In a way, that’s nice. It has allowed the season we are in right now in which I am able to work yet still homeschool (that would have never been able to happen back in those days!).

In another way, though, it’s a little sad because I don’t really know it all any more. It’s no wonder I don’t blog much any more!

It’s not that I’m not involved in their lives. I am. We do things as a family and enjoy one another just as much as we used it. It’s just very different with big kids, you know?

And I love big kids!!! Oh my, they are so much fun! I love watching their independence and maturity grow, seeing their personalities blossom.

But sometimes I do miss being involved in every little thing, as exhausting as that was.

This is a learning opportunity for me, though. It’s a chance to make sure I’m paying attention. Talking to them about what’s going on in their day. Being intentional about time with them. Involving myself in their fun because I want to, not because I have to.

I’m learning what it means to parent older children – which will lead to learning how to parent adult children very soon, much sooner than I’m willing to admit!

It’s all fun. It’s just different.


Hang in there, Mama, things just keep changing!

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