We will be down one this Thanksgiving. I don’t know how I feel about our oldest leaving without us at 4:30 AM Thanksgiving morning. Off to warm and sun in California. Off to play soccer.
It’s strange this parenting older children. We still have a little one who is giddy about getting out the Christmas boxes and play with the Little People drummer boy kit. Sometimes I feel like I’m on a teeter totter; up and down.
Each child requires separate parenting. For the olders, it’s now the coaching of doing laundry, putting down the phone to get tasks done. It’s reminders to always put your glasses in a case BEFORE you sit down. Yep, thank goodness for merciful and understanding eye doctors who give one free pass!
It’s making choices to still make Christmas cookies and Qtip ornaments, even when you’re dead tired and just want to watch a movie with the olders. It’s making two Thanksgiving meals so ALL your family can be at one together.
It’s a lot of work. It’s exhausting. It sometimes feels never-ending. BUT it’s so very rewarding too. It’s filled with the moment your child comes up and just hugs you. It’s that quiet thank you from another who realizes, this one time, that you went out of the way to help her.