Do I Have To Start Preparing For an Empty Nest?
As I waved my girls off to school yesterday I was hit with a pang of nostalgia.
Not the sort that has you all gushy, proud and teary, but the sort that has your heart galloping at a hundred miles and hour and a cold sweat breaking out over your entire body.
See, it hit me like a ton of bricks, that this year I was going to be the parent of a High School graduate.
Where’s that paper bag when you need one?
As I focused to control my breathing and took some photos of the girls as they headed off for their first day, my mind drifted back to 2003, when Miss M started Kindergarten. It seemed just like yesterday!
How on earth did I get from new Kindergarten Mum to Year 12 Mum in the blink of an eye?
It’s not only the fact that she is starting her final year of school, it’s what comes after that, that also had me gasping for breath.
Next year (hopefully), she will embark on her University course, then get her first (real) job.
Then she’s going to want to move out, travel overseas.
Then she’s going to meet someone special….get married..have a family of her own….quick I need that paper bag back!!!
I don’t feel old enough to have a daughter about to cut the shoe strings and I’m certainly not old enough to start thinking about having an empty nest!
When you can remember your own last year of high school, like it was yesterday, and now your daughter is experiencing this too, it certainly makes you think…Holy Hell!!…What have I done with my life?
I am so amazed at the young lady she has grown into. It has been astounding to watch this tiny 5 year old little girl grow into a self assured and capable young woman. She knows what she wants out of life and what she has to do to get there.
She is a very hard worker, meticulously organised (she doesn’t get that from me) and far too serious at times. But beneath her quiet exterior there is a party animal just lurking. You just have to work hard to get it out.
She is known as the serious and mature one of her friends, the mother. She is also the youngest in her friendship group, although you would never know this.
I remember the day she was born, she was placed in my mothers arms and through my drug induced haze, I heard my astounded mother mutter the words…..
“Oh my gosh….you have been here before”. And it has seemed that way her entire life.
She is definitely an old soul.
So I’m preparing myself to face this incredibly difficult year with her, knowing that it is going to consist of many meltdowns (she may have a few too) and stressful moments.
I am also going to take the time admire the young lady that is now my daughter, realise that, yes, she is not a little girl anymore.
We will celebrate her achievements and prepare to watch her embark on the next stage of her life.
We will cross our fingers and hope, that we as parents have done everything possible, to ready her for this next challenge. And realise that for once the outcome of her future lies solely in her hands.
I think I need another paper bag……