The first day of school is behind us. This year no one in this house had any firsts. It wasn’t the first day of kindergarten that kept me up and tore me up for so many nights. It wasn’t the first day of middle school (that comes next year) that had me worried as an 11-year-old. Would I know where to go? Would I know anyone? After three hours, did I settle on the right outfit to wear the next day?
This year my son and daughter seem pretty settled into routine right away as third and fifth graders, but as a mom I still lie awake at night and think of all the firsts that await them.
In no particular order, the first…
- Big fight with a friend
- Bra
- Crush
- Bad fashion choice
- Time getting in trouble at school
- Bra strap getting snapped by the boy sitting behind you
- Big decision
- Bad grade on a report card
- Broken bone
- Kiss
- Time shaving
- Thoughts of a career path
- Time trying to find a place to sit in the lunchroom
- Dance
- Time you feel very alone
- Time someone offers you drugs
- Attempt at asking someone on a date
- Time you feel ashamed
- Trip away from home without your parents
- Boyfriend or girlfriend
- Breakup
- Heartbreak
- Time you defy your parents
- Book that makes you cry
- Party
- Teacher you hate
- Cigarette
- Alcohol
- Boss you hate
- Job you love
- Time driving a car
- Wreck
- Ticket
- Time the cops bring you home
- College acceptance letter
- Time leaving home
- Time flunking a class
- Time making your parents proud
- Failure
- Time you tried to overcome a fear
- Time you were a coward
- True love
- Real job
- Time trying to make conversation and a friend at work
- Time trying to find someone to sit with at lunch
- Marriage
- Big fight
- Ruined dinner
- Child…
And I think everything is a first with kids. The cycle begins again.
What others can you think of? (And share your story.) These were all firsts of mine. Let me know which ones you most want to hear the backstory about and I’ll write a future post about the most requested ones.
Mom in the Muddle 