Max is 6 1/2. He's handsome, smart and quirky. He is the best little boy I know, and aside from the occasional moment where I debate leaving him out with the weekly recycling, I love him more than anything in this world.
Inevitably, babies become children, children become teenagers, and hopefully, if the cards are all played correctly, teenagers become adults, reaping the rewards of all the hard work it took to get there!!
Stereotypically, when I think about the teenage years, I've always thought of my daughter first. Remembering my teenage years, and inserting her in my place fills me with a bit of dread. I hadn't given much thought to Max as a teenager, because I have no experience as a teenage boy, and have nothing to relate his potentitial experiences to. Until a friend of mine started talking about boys bringing home girls to meet their mothers. What?!
I think there is some truth to the idea of a special love between mother and son (as there is truth to a special love between fathers and daughters). Maybe it's as simple as the representation of your partener in a little person that you created together? Maybe there's no truth at all and it's just something that has occurred in our family... hmmm. Not sure.
My point is that I've had these waking dreams of meeting Max's girlfriends the past couple of days. Absolutely terrifying, let me tell you! I am not (and won't be) that mother... I know there is a girl out there for Max, someone who will love him totally, who will complete him, and make his world go round. I am just dreading the learning experiences that he may bump into before he finds her.
I'm practicing my "oh-dear-you're-not-quite-what-I-expected-but-you're-welcome-in-our-home-because-Max-invited-you" smile. And I've decided to take up drinking around 2020... just kidding (maybe!)
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I'd say you're bang on! Certainly, no one has ever been good enough for my daughters. I've only let Paul in because he's the closest to "good enough" that this world has to offer! ;) What a miracle life is. When I stare into the face of Tigerlily, I can't help but think of the wonders she'll bring to this world. The world has yet to see what good things The Amazing Max will contribute. No doubt, they'll have their share of trouble like we all have. But so much potential for joy and blessing!
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