My eldest child became a teenager on the weekend. My second eldest had reached double digits 5 days earlier. Hubby had turned 46 the day before that.
Yup. Third week of January. Birthday week.
The difference, this year, was that for the first time ever, Hubby and I have more children in double digits than in single.
That made us feel old.
Then, just two days ago, when Miss12 became Miss13? Surreal doesn’t even begin to describe it.
How can I be a mother of a teenager? Seriously? Am I old enough? Responsible enough? Where’s the training manual for this section of my parenting life?!!
We spent the day together, doing things that would make memories for the two of us. She’s an awesome kid. So gentle, so caring. Love her to bits.
Not entirely appreciating though, how her milestone forces me to attain one as well.
Never mind. It was bound to happen eventually, I guess.
Have a great week, dear Reader!