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Growing up

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Last year, when the kid moved into his dorm for his freshman year, I spent about 2 hours in bed afterward crying and feeling sorry for myself. Today he moved back for his second year, and I wept for only ten minutes. I guess that means I'm growing up!

It also helped that a few hours later, I saw him again. He and his dorm buddies decided to go for dim sum after moving in, and asked their families to join them. So we had three sets of parents and two sets of grandparents along with half a dozen college sophomores at dim sum.

The restaurant was crazy busy and since I was the most experienced dim sum-er, I found myself selecting and ordering up a storm for the first furious fifteen minutes or so. By the time I actually started eating, half the food was already gone! That made it much easier to stick to plan.

I had a serving of braised chicken feet (my favorite), one shrimp dumpling, some bbq pork, a bit of radish cake, and then lots of veggies. It can be *very* easy to go off track at dim sum, but I managed today. I did select a lot of deep-fried and baked treats for everyone else, since that was what they preferred.

After that, the college kids asked for us to get them into Costco so they could fill their dorm rooms with supplies. So lucky me, I got to spend more time with the kid and his friends.

But now it's late at night and there is only one kid in the house and it feels just a little too quiet and empty here. I'm not looking forward to going to bed, and thinking too much in the dark. I'm happy for the kid, he's made some good friends, he's having fun, and he's doing well (knock on wood). But why does growing up have to be so hard sometimes?!

I'm indulging in some ridiculous self-pity, I know. I'm going to go read some inspiring and empowering Spark blogs now!
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    My kids are a ways away from that point and the thought of them moving out is making me teary eyed. We're moms. We worry about them. We want to be there to help them and protect them. Hang in there tough momma!
    2074 days ago
    Bemused, I know you're feeling sad right now, but I couldn't help smiling at your story of crying for ten minutes at saying goodbye to your son, and then seeing him later that day! There's just something so endearing about that. You really love your son! I know the feeling. It is quieter and lonelier without everyone home and it feels joyful when children return. At the moment, however, after a whole bunch of family togetherness stretching out over a period of two weeks, I am definitely ready for some solitude! Nevertheless, I know I'm going to be a wreck when I say goodbye to my daughter when I drop her off at college in the US in a couple of weeks.

    I hope you soon get used to the reduced number at home. If your son is happy and enjoying his friends and his school--AND he still loves coming home to be with his parents--well, that means you have done a GREAT job raising him!
    2074 days ago
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