There are a few advantages to growing older.

I am sad I am aging.  I miss having preteens around the house.  But…

I no longer have to deal with the mommy wars. I no longer have to feel either vaguely guilty or aggressively defiant that I do not exclusively breastfeed my babies.

I don’t have to worry about the ecological impacts of whichever diapering method I choose.

I do not have to justify sending my seven year old down the street to the park for a few minutes while I catch up with him.

I do not have to justify letting my eleven year old go to the park all by himself.

I do not have to deal with Little League.

I do not have to deal with standardized testing of elementary school children, not to mention the Common Core.  Were I dealing with young  ones today, I would want to homeschool, except I don’t know that I would be very good at it.

I do not have to deal with early adolescent boys. Puberty sucks for pretty much everybody.

I like my sons.  I think they have turned out to be pretty cool people. And I am glad I can just sit back and enjoy that.

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2 Responses to There are a few advantages to growing older.

  1. Susan says:

    Dear Pat, Your post resonates with me:

    My stage of life:
    I have to justify letting my eleven year old walk home from school all by himself.

    I have to deal with Little League.

    I have to deal with standardized testing of elementary school children, and the Common Core. I know I would be awful at homeschooling, plus I have to work outside the home.

    I have to deal with early adolescent boys. Puberty sucks for pretty much everybody. I am currently nursing the eleven year old’s wounded heart.

  2. Pat Greene says:

    Susan, I feel for you. I don’t understand the craziness that would cocoon children until they are teens. I think it’s bad for them. And, yes, those wounded hearts can loom large. When he was fourteen, the Red-Headed Menace announced dramatically “I suck at relationships!!!!!” I related this story to a friend over lunch, who laughed and said “Of course he does! he’s fourteen!”

    And the testing issue. We are raising a nation of children more worried about getting the right bubble filled in than about learning things.

    Good luck.

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