If you were a fly on the wall at my house, you'd be sure to hear your share of fussing, complaining and whining. Maybe even a slammed door or two.

But enough about me.

In the pressure cooker that's parenting, I have exploded more than once. And it's harder to clean up than spaghetti night with a toddler.

So after years spent indulging in fruitless self-flogging, I finally let go of my obsession with getting it all 'just right.' I confess...I'm not a perfect parent.

Whew. That felt good.

Now, when my son saunters in with his 42nd tardy of the school year, I let it go. When I hear myself hollering "Whatever!" at my teenage daughter, I move on.

Having it all together is overrated anyway.

And I've determined not to waste God's grace. I'll never get it just right. You won't, either. So read on, sister. If you see a little of yourself in me, I hope it helps to know that you're not alone. Nope. If you're a mom, face it. You're never, ever alone.

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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Last Moment


"Last" isn't always a bad thing.
I wouldn't mind the last load of laundry, for example (providing that actually existed).
And you see no tears from me when I put away the last dish after dinner.
I definitely like getting the last laugh.
But today -- exactly 11 years after the first time I held him -- I did something for my son for the last time. And I didn't like it. Not one bit.
Micah turned 11 today. Next year he'll be in middle school. So it's a safe bet that this is the last year it'll be "cool" for mom to bring in cupcakes.
It's the last time, 20 plus adorable children will cheer, "Yea! Mrs. Means is here!" when I walk through the door with birthday treats.
And I almost missed this "last."
I had tons to do today and I simply dropped off the cupcakes with the lunch lady this morning.
I was halfway home when I realized this would be the last time I would do this.
So I turned the car around and spent the afternoon eating lunch with a table of mischevious, rowdy fifth grade boys and watched with a smile as they quickly devoured a couple dozen red velvet cupcakes.
I even got a huge hug from my son without a hint of embarrassment.
And I savored every last moment.
Melinda

16 comments:

  1. Stuff like this always makes me sad. I hope you enjoyed your afternoon!

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  2. So glad you turned the car around! Good for you and him to always remember. :O)

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  3. Oh, Melinda, I felt your heart-strings a-tugging! Yes, I did have some last times, but each stage does have it's rewards.

    Loved your change of heart. :)

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  4. Oh, I don't know. I taught middle school (6th-8th grade) and even in the 2nd semester of 8th grade, they kiddos loved when their parents brought treats and ate with them. Hold out hope :)

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  5. Nah, don't you worry he won't out grow you...Ok well maybe for just a few years but he'll always appreciate you.

    I drove to my college son's dorm and dropped off a Super Bowl basket filled with goodies once(he was just a Freshman at the time)...He later texted me and said I was a hit with the guys...then he included a 'thanks' and an 'I love you'

    It was worth the trip!

    Your a good mom and your son knows it!! Good for you for turning around!

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  6. Love the picture. Boys are so much easier than girls. By daughter just turned 11 and she would have died if I would have shown up with cupcakes!
    Good for you for taking advantage to that "last". We don't always slow down to do that.

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  7. What a sweet memory you made for both of you. No birthday cupcakes allowed in our school. I'm thinking birthday broccoli might not have the same appeal.

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  8. What a precious memory! And what a great way to look at this--it's the last...but what a difference it made in Micah's day!! So so so glad you went back to his classroom to eat with him!

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  9. I was lucky enough to bring cupcakes for my senior in highschool birthday. She had a business class that let her bring in the cupcakes. I was even invited to have a cupcake with them!

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  10. Oh, my! I never even thought about that last!

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  11. What a great moment, Melinda! Thank goodness for the promptings that make us turn around.

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  12. I love your perspective about Last! You did a great thing for your son. It will be a wonderful memory for both of you..

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  13. Oh Melinda, how bittersweet that must have been. I never thought of it that way, but you are right. So glad you enjoyed that lunch with your birthday boy :)

    BTW, we had red velvet cupcakes tonight for my husband's B-day, yum :)

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  14. :) What a sweet thing to do! And you'll treasure your wonderful family memories for decades to come. RE: high school - you never know. Depends a lot on the kids. One was very independent and it would have been the last time for her. Another loved having me help all the way through. :) And when I worked for schools, I learned that each year it gets harder and harder to find volunteers but they are still needed. So even if you can't do cupcakes, just being at the campus, even if you don't see them that much, can be a blessing to you, your child, and the school. AND give you even more special family memories. :) Have a blessed week and HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! :)

    P.S. And then, in a decade or two, there might even be grandkids along with fun activities for grandparents and grandchildren! ;)

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  15. Hi!
    A blogging friend just told me to check out your blog. I was complaining that I couldn't find anybody blogging about parenting teenagers. All I could seem to find was people blogging about young children, and I've "been there, done that". Needed some teenage parenting encouragemment.:)
    Your blog hits home with me right now in my life.
    So glad she told me to "visit". I will check in often.

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  16. Awww! What a precious memory you made. And you savored the "last" moment. Smart lady:)

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