Who knew that growing up would be so much work. I remember being a kid and wanting to grow up so I could stay up as late as I wanted to, eat as much dessert as I wanted to, and not have anyone tell me what to do. Those were the days though. I so miss playing outside all summer long with no worries, waking up on Christmas morning to a pile of presents, and (maybe this was just me) singing and making up dance routines in front of my mirror every night. Back when we were kids, everything was taken care of for us. We didn’t have to cook for ourselves, pay bills, or worry about working for a living.
That was the life. Too bad we never realize it when it’s happening. The grass is always greener. Don’t get me wrong, there are some great things about being an adult, like we can stay up as late as we want to, eat as much dessert as we want to, and not have anyone telling us what to do. Lol. But we also have to deal with the consequences.
And being an adult is stressful. There’s so much to do. We have to pay bills, work to pay those bills, in my case take care of other human beings. Just today, I’m working feverishly to fix my canceled-for-no-reason insurance, pay for a car that was totaled and for our new car, keep up with my school work, take care of my 2 year old, finish growing this baby in my belly, plan and shop for Easter, and also somehow find time to make dinner. All while on “bed rest”.
Knowing what I know now about adulthood, I hope to keep my children small for as long as possible. I want them to have crazy fun adventures, make up silly stories, and pretend to be knights and cowboys. Yep, that’s the plan. I hope I can keep them innocent for as long as I can. It seems like worldly things are creeping into our homes and lives at a younger and younger age these days. But we’re all just doing our best, right? If there’s one thing I wish, it’s that my kids have amazing memories of when they were little.