We’ve all had that eye-opening moment when we realize our parents are not just authority figures in our lives, but real, complex individuals. Maybe it hit you hard when you overheard them discussing their romantic escapades, or perhaps it was during a family gathering when your carefree Uncle Jerry decided to spike your unsuspecting mom’s drink, leaving her barely able to function the next day. It’s these unforgettable instances that remind us that our parents, despite their sometimes goofy behavior, are very much like us—just a little more… experienced.
This realization got me pondering about my own kids and how, one day, they might cringe at the thought of being associated with me. Right now, in their innocent little worlds, they think I’m the bee’s knees, wanting to be by my side every moment of the day. I find this admiration to be both heartwarming and exhausting. However, I know that a day will come when they’ll want to be dropped off a few blocks away, just to avoid the embarrassment of being seen with me.
But maybe I can give them a little nudge to remember that I’m more than just their mother. Here’s my heartfelt note to my beloved children:
Dear kids,
- Just as I learned about my parents and their parents before them, let’s be clear: you didn’t arrive here via stork. Math doesn’t lie!
- Sure, I may have a few more gray hairs, but I can still tear up the dance floor. Who knows what will be playing when I’m older, but I’ll always have a soft spot for “Baby Got Back.”
- My concerns about you heading off to college stem from my own wild adventures, like that time I polished off a bottle of Hawkeye Vodka while cramming for Philosophy exams. Spoiler alert: we didn’t get the grades we hoped for.
- Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny share the same handwriting for a reason…
- I might not actually be “allergic” to cats, and the radio didn’t stop playing Justin “Beaver” songs because of jail time. Sometimes I just stretch the truth a little, okay?
- Believe me, I hid things from my parents, too. Spoiler: they usually figured it out.
- Yes, I have celebrity crushes. I won’t spill the beans here, but if you read my blog, you just might uncover my secrets.
- Chores like laundry, taking out the trash, or algebra? Yeah, I think those things are a drag, too.
With all my love, your mom
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In summary, while I’m proud to be your mom, I hope to remind you that I’m also a person with my own stories and experiences. I’m navigating this parenting journey just like you are growing up—one dance move, one embarrassing moment, and one lesson at a time.