Guess what happens when you have three kids in three years? (Yeah, I actually have seven, but the first three came in three years--I know, crazy!) I'll share the highlights:
You get three kids in diapers at the same time (my oldest was a boy--'nuf said).
Basically, your body is in a state of non-stop pregnancy or nursing for half a decade--for me, it was my twenties (can you say, "deflated water balloon"? I'm getting depressed, let's fast forward a bit).
You get three teenagers in the same house, at the same time ('nuf said).
You get three college students at the same time (can you say, "deflated wallet"?)So I've arrived at my point. Yes, I have three kids in college this year, and for the first time, two are actually going AWAY--one to Sam Houston State University (only an hour's drive north, but still...), and one to Brigham Young University, Rexburg, Idaho campus (only a three day drive north...). The other is at the local community college (thank you Gods of Education for the Community College educational system).
Why, as parents, do we have such conflicting emotions when it comes to our children growing up? A part of me is screaming, "Yay, there outta here. There on their way--woohoo!!!" and another wants to fall at their legs crying, "Don't go! Don't leave me yet! Just one more game of Scrabble. One more trip through McDonald's drive through. Let's watch What About Bob together just one more time!
But they leave.
I have a pretty good feeling they'll be back. A little older. A little wiser.
I hope I am too.