I was thinking today, as I was using the cattle prod, to get my boys up for school.
I've mellowed as I've grown into this role of motherhood.
I use to micro manage, and if you asked my kids, they would say that I still do.
But, I'm beginning to let go a bit.
Let them be.
As I do this, I think to myself:
Will one be able to feed himself in college?
or get up on time?
Will one even go to college?
and where might their travels take them?
Will one ever clean his room without being asked?
And the other one settle his serious side down a bit.
I have no answers but have come to the revelation that I have moved from being the micro-mom to the macro-mom. Looking at the whole world and hoping that they will be prepared.
Discovering that in the grand scheme of things, if their clothes are on the floor or they only eat ramen, they will survive.