In my previous post, I mentioned being the mom of teenagers. Below are a couple of photographs of one of them. We have three, and when I think about it, I am not sure how we went from being a houseful of two toddlers and a Kindergartener to all teenagers. My mother told me it would go fast. Other moms told me it would go fast. But, as you know, when you have small ones who have constant physical needs at any time of the day or night, and you are exhausted from the previous night of very little sleep and you have to work and put a smile on your face the next day, at times you kind of hope that the era of hardly any rest passes sooner than later. The days of no sleep linger on as you attempt to function the best you can without appearing as though a zombie took over your body. Well, I am here now at “later”. Yet when I look at my children I still see the little ones that they used to be.
“Later” is a good place, and a challenging place. It is so incredible to be able to have meaningful conversations with your teenaged kids and to continue to develop relationships with them as you guide them in life. We parent them differently now than when they were small, which requires a lot of listening, truth telling, and at times, tongue biting. We are learning. Are there moments of frustration still? Yes. Are there tough times that you have to figure out with them? Yes. And, by the grace of God, you keep walking and loving them and hoping. Nothing is ever completely idyllic. We are learning and growing as people our whole lives, and we will never be perfect. It’s by His grace each and every day.
As cliché as it may sound, kids grow up so fast. Enjoy time with them, and make it purposeful. Each small moment you spend with them will impact their lives in mighty ways.