My son returned to college this week and I'm not missing him. Does that make me a bad mom? For some reason I've never had a hard time leaving him, even when he was three months old. I think there is a part of me that is very practical. In each case I knew either I was leaving him or he was going to be away from me and I thoroughly researched where he was going to be so that I developed a sense of comfort that he would be okay. Once I felt that comfort, I didn't look back, I dropped him off at Daycare, nursery school, school, summer camp, college, got in the car and left. Don't get me wrong...I love to hang with my son... but he is where he needs to be and I am where I need to be and it will all be fine.
The silver lining is that I now have control of my house back! No more nasty bad for me snack foods in the fridge and pantry, no more loads of wash going just when I want to do laundry (yup - he does his own wash and has since middle school when he asked how to use the washer). Now I can reprogram the DVR and delete Family Guy, That 70s Show, Mythbusters etc. He is back with all his friends and I'm happy!
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