It's a long road that leads from lovely sweet baby-ness, meandering to 'vigorous' toddler-hood - then heads straight on to the highway to
And it all passes by in the blink of an eye.....
How can it be that one day I'm holding the cutest baby to ever grace this earth in my arms, and the next thing he's suddenly sitting his Junior Certificate mock examinations - at the ever-so-wise age of fifteen?!
Whatever road your journey has brought you on we've all - parents and children alike - worked really hard to suddenly arrive at our current destination. We've coddled and cuddled them in their sweet baby-ness time, steered and guided them through the willful and 'vigorous' toddler-hood years, and maybe a bit of all the above all along the highway to all-knowing teendom. Most, but not all it must be said, have pretty much been lead by the hand and were dropped, collected and minded all along the route.
On the journey we lead and encourage them to attend to their school and life responsibilities and to do the best they can, but somewhere along the way their independence, that we've nurtured and promoted, blossoms and they want to make their own decisions. Their own time-schedules. In their own time.
After all, you can bring a horse to water and all that but you cannot make it study. Or something like that....
Besides there's a whole world of a difference between a willful toddler and a willful teenager you know!
And at some stage the parenting helicopter must stop hovering and land.
There comes a time when we need to stand back and let them make their own mistakes. In their own time. As they wish.
It's very, very hard though.
I suspect that this Jazzy Chinook may need to be shot down!!
But we'll live in the hope that the forthcoming Transition Year will help guide us to a safe landing.
So that the fledgling man-child can man-up and begin his maiden flight.
Meanwhile there are some time-and-patience-consuming state exams to take care of, which means that this parenting helicopter may need to do some 'selective-hovering' for another wee while; to suit demands from both sides ;-)
And wine may be had.
By me, not the fledgling man-child!