All Grown Up

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All Grown Up.”

I don’t really know when it happened (I think it has, but not completely), I guess the first time I really felt like a grown up was when I had my first child. The feel of sheer joy and wonder at the look, feel and smell of your first child is an amazing and terrifying experience all at once. Ask any new parent, they know what I am talking about, you’ll be able to pick them out, they are sleep deprived and wild around the eyes. They startle easily, and usually have some spit up on at least one shoulder.

I guess then came child number 2, the house in the suburbs, the bills…..it all sort of just sneaks up on you. It’s not like you wake up on your 18 birthday and say, well that’s it I am now a grown up. In many ways I feel the same as I did when I was 20, 30 or even 40, sure there are muscles that hurt in all the wrong places, a few more lumps and bumps and some body parts don’t quite work they way they used to, but I still feel the same inside. Infact I guess the older I get the more I dream and play, getting closer to that used by date, makes you want to be less of a grown up and more of a kid, youth is wasted on the young.

So now I guess I am seen as a grown up, I just dont want to be seen as old. Old can come later, for now I’ll just take the big kid tag and live with that.

4 thoughts on “All Grown Up

  1. Pingback: Blogging 101: Zero to Hero III | RABBITS INTO HATS

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s