Something happened yesterday. I had a moment of realisation and It scared me. I spent most of the evening saying “how the hell did that happen ”
I’ve started thinking about birthdays as next weekend is the first of this years birthdays ,my daughter will be 15.
And it hit me like a slap in the face that my eldest child will be 20 in August. 20 , yes , twenty , I will be the parent of a 20 year old
I will have an actual adult offspring. No longer a teen. All grown out of 19. But surely this can’t be right. I haven’t given birth so long ago that my child is an adult , have I ??
Well , it seems I have. But I’m still young ! Or I thought I was until said child informed me last night that I’m middle aged.
The thing is , I’m not all grown up yet. I don’t know everything or have all the answers. When I was a child I’m sure my mum knew everything.
I still like to watch Disney channel with the kids and I own my very own one direction cd , yes you heard right. It’s mine ! I bought it for myself for Christmas , so I can’t possibly be old enough to have an adult offspring can I ?
What does this mean ? Do I have to start watching question time and reading the daily mail. Do I have to buy trousers with elasticated waist bands , do I have to sigh and leave the room when the kids put the Disney channel on ?
Someone make me a mug of Horlicks I need an afternoon nap.