My Mr17 is growing up. I know, I know, he is 17 years old, naturally he is growing up, nearly full grown even, but to me it seems like just yesterday when he was a baby. My baby that wouldn't sleep, my baby that would wake up the second we got into bed, my baby that slept between us most nights, my baby that cried on his first day of kindy. My baby that has struggled through school but has never given up. He has always tried so hard.
Well my baby now has his P plates and is therefore driving independently. My baby has bought himself a car. My baby now leaves the house in his car and I seemingly hold my breath until I hear that car pull back into our driveway. I have been feeling more stressed than usual lately and hadn't been able to put my finger on it, now I think it has hit me. I am stressing because he is driving, alone and also with friends in the car. Even though he isn't driving far and I know he is a responsible kid, it doesn't make you worry any less. I know I have to get over it and accept it is just a part of life, but right now I want to turn the clock back and start over lol. My youngest will be turning 10 years old in a few weeks, how did that happen? My stepdaughter is now a teenager, the little munchkin, who a week after I met her, had her goldfish die and she cried so much and I told her that he was swimming with all the fishies in heaven.
Watching your kids grow up, is so wonderful but at the same time, so sad. I truly makes you want to just take a step backwards in life and appreciate every moment just that little bit more. To have taken more photos, enjoyed more time, put aside the housework and the mundane chores and just lived that little bit more with the kids.
I feel like I didn't take enough photos. I so wish I had taken more.
Life is full of "I wish"es isn't it?
Life is moving so fast now, the weeks are whizzing by. Mr11 has just started playing soccer. Mr9 still doesn't have a sport of his own. Other than swimming lessons he doesn't do anything else, he isn't sure what he wants to do and that is ok, he will work it out. In a way I am glad. Just with two kids doing sports our weeks look like this.
Monday - No sport - its homework day (get as much done that night to free up time in the rest of the week lol)
Tuesday - Mr11 soccer training
Wednesday - Mr15 soccer training and Mr11 Karate
Thursday - Mr 9 and 11 Swimming lesson and Mr11 Soccer training
Friday - Mr15 soccer training
Saturday - will be Mr11 soccer game
Sunday - will be Mr15 soccer game
Mr17 no longer does sport as he has chosen to concentrate on his Year 12 studies and his part time job.
Miss13 does no sport as she is only with us alternate weekends during school terms and her mum refuses to allow her to participate in it as "she just doesn't have the time to take her to training and games etc" (I won't even start on that one!!)
Mr11 (stepson) sadly cannot participate in anything due to the nature of his Autism.
This post has really been a waffle of a post lol, I apologise. I didn't really have much to talk about but I have waffled on for what seems an eternity.
I guess the whole point of the post is my desire to shout from the rooftops that I want life to slow down a bit. I want to hit the Pause button lol.....please???