Time to Cry Tuesday – Twenty!

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Indulge me – if you will – this little walk down the long and winding road of parenthood, for this week I will celebrate not only the birthday of my oldest child, but the anniversary of my 20th year of parenting.

What the hell!

Sometimes I wake up and forget how old I am.  I have had some weird dreams about not studying for a test, or being at camp or some other adolescent place and I totally forget that I am the mom of these young adults. I am embarrassed to say there are times when they are way more grown up than I am.

When I stop to think about it the whole thing is rather staggering.

Twenty years of “I’m the mommy, that’s why”. Two decades of being responsible for the well-being of other human beings. Two hundred and forty months of always being cognitive of other people’s whereabouts and safety. Seven thousand three hundred nights of being only as happy as my most miserable child.

You get the picture.

I have done many things in my life. Built a career, nurtured (or is that tortured) a marriage, made a house a home, navigated the nastiness of the healthcare system with my parents, built friendships and contributed to a community. But there is no other single thing I have done in my life that has had a greater impact on me than being a mom. Seriously. Not because I am expected to feel that way. Or because that is what I want my kids to think. But because it is simply…

True.

I am a better person for what they have taught me to be. From the moment they could reach out and hold my hand as we crossed the street, to the day when they had to push that hand away and ‘do it themselves’. They have taught me when to hold tight, and more importantly, when to let go.

Here’s to you, baby girl. Kiss your teens goodbye and grab your twenties by the balls. You are truly someone to proud of.

Haven’t had enough of me yet? You can also read me at 50-Something Moms Blog.

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9 responses to “Time to Cry Tuesday – Twenty!

  1. Happy Birthday, Jana! And happy 20th year of being a Mom!

  2. jflorin

    Your timing is impeccable. I’m having a very hard time with the prospect of Jess going off to school. We had a doozie of a fight last night, and I realize that we’re just both struggling with the fear of letting go.

    I hope that Jess fares as well as Jana has. She’s been a great role model for her in many ways.

    Here’s to you Jana. Happy Birthday Baby!!

    And here’s to you Amy. Happy 20 years of being a great Mom!

    Love you

  3. ellen

    crying…hb jana!!Salute to u Amy!!!..

  4. Fran

    this photo reminds me of the one of you in the yearbook with your A M Y earrings. She resembles the Amy I once knew.
    I am enjoying reading your blogs. Sending my eldest off to college this year is stirring up much emotion and reflection for myself, too. Thanks for making me smile, think, keep my eyes open and carry a camera. happy mothering.

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