Every conversation leads back to graduation these days. Graduation and college and when does she leave? I feel like I’m constantly annoying and obnoxious about all of this. I feel like I have been for years. But even when I try to NOT talk about it, inevitably I get asked about it.
(So for everyone else who’s NOT asking about it. I AM SO SORRY I’LL SHUT UP SOMEDAY BUT TODAY IS NOT THAT DAY.)
Being the parent of a high school senior is a full-time job, just in case you were wondering. (You probably weren’t. But I’m pretending.) This is my oldest child, and therefore my first rodeo, so yeah…I don’t think I was especially prepared for everything that everyone has been trying to tell me for years. You are so busy all the time! And yes! It is that expensive! START SAVING YESTERDAY.
— CapCityMoms (@CapCityMoms) May 21, 2015
There are costs associated with any sports programs. T-Shirts. Yearbooks. School activities. Prom (x2 if your kid has a boyfriend/girlfriend from another school) and whatever clothing associated. IB or AP tests. Plus all the extras that come with all of these things.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s worth it. But, yeah…when you’re putting aside for the proverbial college fund, you should also be thinking about a “senior year” fund. And then sell a kidney.
Each family is different, but we’ve always strongly encouraged our kids to stay active. Sports and extracurricular activities have always been a part of their education. So when I say it “feels like a full-time job” I’m not really kidding. This, of course, is added to the jobs we already have. And I still missed games or events. Yes, I know that this is MY choice to try to do all the things, but Aerosmith was on to something with that “don’t want to miss a thing” business. Everything becomes important and urgent and, yeah…those moments that will be the last time you’ll experience this particular event so of course you can’t miss it.
I think I get less sleep NOW than I did when my kids were infants.
It’s insane and incredibly busy, but the very idea of all this slowing down is so weird to me. And…yeah. Every once in a while, the very idea of moving her into that college dorm punches me right in all my feels. Hard.
But I’m going to be very Scarlett O’Hara and worry about that tomorrow. Or the day that I’m not rushing off to a million different things in a million different directions. I have no idea when that will be, but we’ll figure it out.
We always do.