How can it be that I’m the mother of a teenager? When did this happen? It wasn’t long ago that I was a sleep deprived zombie trying to navigate life with a newborn. Life was so difficult then. The feeding, crying and diaper changing were simple tasks that felt monumental to me. I was so tired. And I was stressed out. From the moment I woke up, I remember thinking, “Please let me make it though the day. Please let the baby take a nap. And please don’t let her fall and get hurt.”
Now fast forward 15 years.
Gone are the worries about my child meeting all the growth milestones. And fear of public tantrums. And being judged by the moms that made parenting look so easy. I no longer have to know the location of every public bathroom for potty training emergencies.
But there are a lot of things I’ll miss.
That baby smell. And I’m not talking about the one that comes from diapers. I’m talking about that sweet smell that makes you want to inhale all their goodness. It’s a smell that makes you think you might want to have another baby. I miss my daughter’s sweet smile and innocent laugh. And how she would look around at the world in wonder, her eyes sparkling. I miss the joy of hearing her first word, and later being in awe at her ability to put together simple sentences. But most of all, I miss hearing her call “mommyyyyyyyy” and knowing that a hug from me would make her tears disappear.
So what now, teenager?
I have no idea what these teenage years will bring. If you know of a way to slow time, please let me know. But for now, this quote is a great reminder that good things are coming, regardless of what age your child is.
“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.” – C.S. Lewis