When I Grow Up

“Rachel, I don’t want you to grow up” – Granny, to a young me

my response

“Why Granny, Won’t you love me when I’m bigger?”

I don’t know how old I was at the time of that conversation, and I don’t remember her response to me, but now that I have my own children – I completely get it.

 

They want to grow up so fast

Blue eyed beauty

And I want them to stay small

They want to zoom through childhood and do it all…

  Just like Daddy

I want to hold them and protect them and shelter them

 

It’s inevitable as we reach the end of this school year that the kids are already talking about next year.

NEXT YEAR when I will have a 3rd grader (the oldest grade in our Elementary School) AND a kindergartner!!!

Be still my heart

We talk about what their goals are, what they want to learn and accomplish and do over the summer and the next year and that inevitably leads to the ‘When I..‘ conversations.

When I’m a 3rd grader, I will know multiplication

When I’m a kindergartner I can show my teacher how I can read and I’ll get to do PE!

When I’m in High School

When I get married…

When I’m a Mom…

When I’m a Dad…

When I Grow Up

I go along with them and we play ‘When I Grow Up’

When Princess grows up she wants to be a veterinarian-dolphin trainer-teacher-mom-writer-artist!

 

Monkey wants to be everything his Daddy is.



working with daddy

I make them laugh when I tell them that when I grow up I want to be a photographer, writer, friend, mom – because in my mind I am still not grown up.

They find that really amusing :-)

After every When I  conversation I tell them that they can be anything they want to be and their Daddy and I will do everything we can to support them and help them achieve their goals and grow into the people the are destined to become.

Right now we’re doing our best to give them the foundation they’ll need to become those grown ups.

Independence.

Strength.

Confidence.

Love.

 

 

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Comments

  1. GOB says

    .. and when I grow up…
    and you’ll know you have done your job well when they run out the door and don’t look back… like you.

  2. says

    Oh I love this. My boys are still small, but it is already going by too quickly. And I too think about when I grow up because I am definitely not there yet. :) (found you on the mother letters on facebook)
    Amanda @wandering´s most recent brilliance ..a little spark

  3. Karen says

    This was a sweet post. As I look at my youngest (and I have been told, emphatically, LAST) grandchild, I can’t help but reflect on how fast the time passes. Fortunately, I have always been aware of it and tried to encourage my own three children to enjoy the “now” because they would spend most of their lives as grown-ups. I have finally become what I ultimately wanted to be, a stay at home grandmother to seven precious grandchildren who call me, Fun Mama. It has been a great journey and totally worth the wait!

    • says

      You are so very lucky and blessed to be able to do that! I was really lucky to have my Granny near me for the first 12 years and I got to spend so much time with her.

      It’s amazing how quickly the time goes.

  4. says

    So sweet! And so true. My oldest is in third grade this year(Yes, it sure seems like a transitional year) and my youngest starts kindergarten in the fall. My head is spinning with how fast it goes.
    An Island Mom´s most recent brilliance ..Spring Break 2012

  5. bebe says

    I love this post, Rachel. Anyone with children will identify. I still remember feeling this way. And…your grandmother told you all of the time for years that she didn’t want you to grow up.

    Here’s a favorite poem of mine. It’s called, “Children Are Like Kites.: Your post made me think of it.

    You spend years trying to get them off the ground.
    You run with them until you are both breathless.
    They crash … they hit the roof … you patch, comfort and assure them that someday they will fly.
    Finally, they are airborne.
    They need more string, and you keep letting it out.
    They tug, and with each twist of the twine, there is sadness that goes with joy.
    The kite becomes more distant, and you know it won’t be long before that beautiful creature will snap the lifeline that binds you together and will soar as meant to soar … free and alone.

    Only then do you know that you have done your job.

  6. says

    Sabrina, my 5 yr old, is always talking about next year (in 1st grade) and when she grows up. I told her the other day to stop growing up so fast and she said “I can’t momma! I go to sleep and wake up bigger every day!” Breaks me heart a little.
    Michelle Smiles´s most recent brilliance ..Our newest family member

  7. Sleeping Mom says

    I fluctuate between wanting my toddler to be older and when I want him to stay small. I realize how fleeting time is and hope that he’ll forever be my little guy. Then there are those days where I assume it wouldn’t have been this bad if he were just older. Between the two though, I lean more towards wanting my little bugger to stay small!
    Sleeping Mom´s most recent brilliance ..Flashback Friday: Speech delay and the last time I worried

  8. cassandra says

    If it is your mission to make a mom cry, you win! I dont want my little bird to grow up yet, I love watching every step and breath she takes! Much love to you and your family Rachel, you are truly amazing!

    • says

      You’ll do wonderfully!!! I have a post about my oldest starting kinder and how I dealt with it, but I might be emotional this time around since he’s my baby ;-) we’ll see! :-)

      We can hold each other’s “hands” through it!

  9. says

    Hold onto all of that. It’s all so wonderful to watch. When they grow up, they still need their moms so, so much. One day over a cup of coffee, I’d love to tell you how I feared my boys growing up and how complex and rich our relationships have become now that they are 15, 17, 19.

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