Okay so is it just me, or I wonder are other Moms or even Dads feeling like I do? Yes, I must admit part of it might be the fact that in a couple of days I will no longer be in the early to mid 3o's I will just past the mark of mid 30's. I will be in my late 30's. You know that really sucks that you are only considered mid 30's for just one year. I mean we don't even get a chance to get use to the idea of no longer being in the early 30's! Nope, it's over just like that. You know when I was in my 20's I don't think it really phased me being 25 then 26. Actually during that time I had a lot going on, I got married and I had a baby. Okay, yes I was 4 months pregnant when I got married. So a lot happened during my 25th year. Not that there isn't a lot going on with me now. My children are growing up, I don't have any in diapers (which I have totally lost that baby bug), I have not reached the teen years although I am on the heels of the pre-teen years with my daughter who recently turned 10. I do share my birthday with one of my Mom friends. It's nice to share a birthday with someone especially with my Mom friend. She LOVES our birthday!! My birthday buddy is a year older than me and if she felt any sadness turning a year older you'd never know it or at least I wouldn't. She always seems happy, yes there's times where we have our "Mom complaints" but we always manage to laugh about them.
Today my Mom must've known Friday wasn't coming soon enough because she decided to meet me and the kids at Costco. Again here I am with my own personal crowd, "move over guys", "single file guys","watch where you're walking", "look up". And again I get the occasional smiles, and some with surprised looks. The thank-you's come out to the servers of the testers as I try to maneuver through the store. My Mom asks J if he wants to be in her cart he says "yes, Gama I want to go with you". So I move him over to hers and he's happy as long as I stay close. The minute I move along he says "come back guys". So we stay pretty close as we shop, soon Jr. eyes more testers over where my Mom is at so he says "I'm going with Grandma". Okay, now it's even she has two and so do I. As I'm shopping for what I need and thinking it through in my mind the other two are scoping out the testers. Between the kids it's all about getting all the snacks they can. I'm going along and they're pulling on the oversized cart. I'm hanging in there, trying to tell them which way I'm going without running them over on the side or in front as they run around me trying to make sure they get all the snacks we walk by. I head over to the fish and they are questioning me on everything I'm getting. Remember, I only have two with me. On the way towards the fish we go to pick a watermelon and they both want to choose it so I tell them they have to decide together, meanwhile I had Hubby on the phone asking him to make a decision on what beer he wants. Okay, here I stand two of my four kids are putting their ears on watermelons trying to figure out which one is the good one (they got that idea from seeing the people because in my mind I'm thinking all your doing is getting yucky germs all over you!!) and hubby is trying to decide whether he wants cans or the bottles of beer which he actually enjoys bottles more!!! Why do I allow everyone else to make choices when I'm the shopper, I'm the chef......what's wrong with me? I allow choices because I want them to feel like they have some say in what is brought in this house, what they are eating, these are their choices too. Finally, the two decide on a watermelon and as for Daddy, yeah, I took care of it. Off to the fish, now Mom Jr. is right with me, watching me as I check out the salmon, "Are we having fish tonight?", "what vegetables are we having?" and she's not saying it in a happy voice, she's saying it in a nagging voice. I tell her "yes, we are having salmon tonight now step back and quit asking me questions". I must've snapped at her pretty good because my Mom looked at me with her eyes wide open like I did something wrong. She didn't say anything because being a Mom herself and being lucky enough to have children that didn't fight or nag at her she does know that at times I get overwhelmed.
My Mom decided to take the two older boys home with her so I made one more stop. I stopped to get a few other things which included a birthday card for my Birthday buddy and my next door neighbor who happens to also share my birthday. As Mom Jr. and I looked at the cards she tells me "Mom I already know which card I'm giving you for your 50th birthday". What?!? She did not just start talking to me about my 50th?? Where's my martini?? I need it now!!! Here I am having a hard enough time hitting my late 30's and my one and only daughter is already finding cards for my 50th!!! Aaaaaaahhh!!!!! I simply just blew it off... I look at myself in the mirror, I don't see wrinkles around my eyes or my mouth, I colored my hair so I don't see the white hairs.
Whatever, life definitely goes by too fast. In my mind I don't feel the age I am. I don't know if anyone that hits their middle to late 30's, 40's, or even 50's feels that age either. I use to wonder what it would feel like when I got there, I guess I now know.
Just a Mom trying to get over it!!!!!!!
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