My family
Sometimes, I look at myself, and the whole... being a mom thing, and I'm sort of stunned, still, that I am the mom. That someone (my husband, to some extent) decided I was responsible enough to have children. That I could possibly take care of these children, and have them turn out... at least okay, if not great (hey, I have this depression thing, and that makes everything iffy).
It's just so weird. Like, my oldest is about to turn 18 (well, okay, it's six months out), and my middle one is going to be 16 in less than two weeks, and my baby is 13 and went skiing for the first time in his life (without his family, I might add).
I just... was looking at my family today and thinking "who thought I would be responsible enough to do this? who's brilliant idea was this, anyway?"
I don't know. it's just so weird, because my son is suddenly not a child anymore, he's a teenager, and it's like this... physical change in his face. And it's weird! And the voice change, and it's all... It's all so weird. I don't know. it's what's on my mind today.
It's just so weird. Like, my oldest is about to turn 18 (well, okay, it's six months out), and my middle one is going to be 16 in less than two weeks, and my baby is 13 and went skiing for the first time in his life (without his family, I might add).
I just... was looking at my family today and thinking "who thought I would be responsible enough to do this? who's brilliant idea was this, anyway?"
I don't know. it's just so weird, because my son is suddenly not a child anymore, he's a teenager, and it's like this... physical change in his face. And it's weird! And the voice change, and it's all... It's all so weird. I don't know. it's what's on my mind today.