Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Approximately 17 years ago I held a 9lb.2oz. bundle of joy in my arms feeling very overwhelmed. Questions filled my head. Would I, could I, be a good mom? Will I be able to keep him safe? How will my son grow? Will he be kind? Capable? Happy? Oh, there was so much responsibility ahead of me.
Inevitably, those bundles of joy grow. I've witnessed his passage from forward to backward facing car seats. To a bigger car seat. Graduation from the car seat to the ever-protective seat belt. To finally being able to sit in the front. (Trust me, that was a huge milestone to our son's way of thinking.) Oh, and God bless the person who thought to put the rules for sitting in the front on car visors! This poundage/age requirement waylaid what probably would have been many arguments between him and his younger sister.
Between my husband and I, we'd see they arrived safely wherever they needed to go. So we drove them to school. Sports. Well visits. Music lessons. Family events. Of course, I drove them where I needed to go, too. The grocery store. The drug store. The mall! Oh yeah, the mall was my favorite destination! While driving, we'd sing songs, practice multiplication tables, or play 20 questions; whatever kept him and his sister occupied.
When he turned sixteen, he couldn't wait to get his permit. We logged many an hour with him in the driver's seat and myself as the passenger. I'd sit there wondering how it could even be possible that my baby was learning to drive! No way. He's not that old. (I'm not that old!)
This past weekend we all took the same vehicle to visit my parents, who live about 40 minutes away. This was not unusual except for one thing. My son was driving the family. With my husband on the passenger side, I was relegated to the back seat! As the driver, HE was in charge. HE had the responsibility of seeing that we arrived safely. HE controlled the station and volume of the music. The heat. That's when it hit me like a ton of bricks - ROLE REVERSAL.
He'd taken over my job! Now I just have to teach him how to make dinner and I will have my own personal cook and chauffeur.