21 year old daughter (calling me from a friends cell phone): Mom I lost my phone. I've looked everywhere and can't find it.
Me: Did you try "Find my I Phone? (Amazing app you can stalk your kids with)
Daughter: Oh yeah, great idea. And oh, I also think my purse was stolen.
Me: Are you hammered?
Daughter: No, not at all. I was drinking earlier but I'm fine now.
Me: How in the world did your purse get stolen?
Daughter: I turned around for just a minute and it was gone.
Uh-huh. Right. So that was the beginning of a three hour odyssey during which time (keep in mind she is 500 miles away, a senior in college) we determined that she didn't just turn around for a minute; she left the bar without her purse. Something about Kansas kicking Missouri's butt in basketball. But I digress.
She called the police and accompanied by an officer, I tracked her phone on the app and guided them to the area where it was. Sure enough, not only did we recover the phone but her whole purse as well. Whew. The fact that a friend had picked it up to hold onto it for her and didn't call anyone to notify her...well, that's another issue. At 3AM when I finally went to sleep, I lay there in bed thinking about how after 24 years of motherhood I am still raising my kids. She and I had some long talks the next day. Mother to daughter.
On Chicagonow.com there a lot of gals referred to as "Mommy Bloggers". That's typically reserved for women with younger children. They are some amazing, hilarious, talented women. Then there's women like me with grown kids; one two years out of college, the other one about to graduate. We still mother our children as much as when they were little, just in different ways. I will call myself a "Mom Blogger".
Raising kids in todays world is a job that all of us mothers know is the hardest yet most rewarding thing we do. I could never imagine my life without my girls; I can't remember what it was ever like to NOT be a mom. But there is a misnomer amongst some people that once your kids are 18, you're done. They're molded and that's it. So not true. The things that we do for our children change. They have more freedom as they get older but we still have to guide them.
We get so used to them living with us when they are young. It's everyday life. We don't think much about when they are in high school and suddenly they are leaving for college. We raise them under our noses but then we have to adjust to their being away. But not just that - we still have raising to do. They don't leave the nest (prepare yourselves early for the day they leave for college) and know everything. The phone rings and rings. "Mom, how do I do this?" "Mom, I need this". "Mom, I wish you were here, I miss you so much it hurts". Dagger to the heart.
When we sign up for the job as mother it's not something we can quit if the going gets tough. It's a job that you continue for your whole life. We want to keep them safe. Look at the mom who just lost both her legs from throwing herself on her kids to save them from the wrath of a tornado. I would do that. It's no different now when they are away at school or living somewhere else. I still advise; I still "raise" my kids.
Does it get tiring sometimes? Yep. Would I ever change a thing? Nope. Will I ever stop worrying about them? Nope. Conversation between my Dad and I last week:
I am in Milwaukee on a sales call and my phone rings. It's Dad.
Me: Hi Popsy, what's up? I'm on a call.
Dad: Mah Baby! It's starting to snow pretty heavy, I want to make sure you drive safe on your way home. Call me when you get there.
Me: I promise Mah Daddy, I'll call you as soon as I get home. Love you.
Dad: I loves mah little baby.
He is 79, I am 54. I rest my case.
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