BFC #15

So our oldest left for basic training in the Air Force today (actually last night).  I. Am. A. Mess. We. Are. A. Mess.

Confession: I am a hard mom. I have high expectations – within reach- but high. I usually don’t waver. This has led to  my kids – knowing that I love them – but not accustomed to touchy, feely, emotion, filled moments. I am the calm – balanced one. So today – the “tall one” leaving – hit me like a ton of bricks. Surprised all of them and quite frankly me.  Don’t ask how I am – know I am a mess- but holding it together and surviving… but please don’t ask, strangely those are the moments I loose it. Seeing him leave on this adventure – has filled me with so much pride. However, so hard to “set him free” and trust that God is watching, protecting, and guiding him.

Isn’t it funny – if you think about it parenting is just one hypocritical moment after another. Our youngest is 8 – we struggle sometimes with his desire for independence completely – and his ability to do some things (like cook his dinner). We can’t wait till he can do this on his own just one night a week – yet in the last 72 hours I have cooked anything and everything under the sun for the “tall one.” When they are young you can’t wait to have a moment where they aren’t yelling ‘mama, mama” and when they are older you miss hearing just one “mama, mama”, “hey you” …anything LOL.

As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.

Isaiah 66:13

Confession 2: I may or may not have ended up sleeping with the youngest last night- just to watch that angel face sleep – while there is still room for both of us.

Not sure I have enough chocolate stock piled in my “bedroom food.”

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Author: OverFlawed Mom

First and foremost a Christian woman, who tries to serve the Lord as a wife, a mother, and a teacher- stumbling through life filled with lots of laughter, some tears and countless flaws.

One thought on “BFC #15”

  1. What a truthful post. How this can work upon our hearts from the cradle to their departure amazes me. All the years I loved my children and home was safe and God was over our lives. Once they had departed one by one, I rejoiced at their confidence but sorrowed mightily at their departure. We had given them the Home and the wings to fly BUT……..
    NOW it is another generation and through the eyes of my daughter I will once again share the pride and the worry and the sorrow. My 16 year-old grandson is learning to drive. My heart flips to the near misses and the accidents of our children. (all gave them confidence and made them ‘better’ and safer drivers but…now) ‘little’ grandson DRIVING. My heart beats faster. God be in our hearts and in all our life circumstances. a-men.

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