I’m so bloody sappy!
I’ve just this second said goodbye to Dan, who, in an hour or so, will be heading up to London on the train with his friend. In four hours he’ll be in Waterloo station, and undoubtedly finding which tube he needs to get him to Elephant and Castle with the greatest of ease. They’re travelling up to see a band, after which they’ll be making their way to Dorset (a few counties away) to stay overnight, and then coming home tomorrow.
I am so excited for him, yet I’m worried sick!
Living down here in the countryside, London seems so far away…and it’s just so damn different! The people, the pace of the place…just the vastness of it all.
I haven’t got anything else to say really. It’s just another one of those steps in parenthood which brings mixed emotions. He’s growing up (ok, he’s grown up!) and out there in the world, doing what he should be doing – having fun, being independent and living his life.
Mum, on the other hand, won’t sleep till he’s home.
I shall just have to think about the time Dan and I were flying to Spain on our own. We caught the train to Central London, and had to get a connecting train to Heathrow Airport. There I was, standing in the middle of the platform, yelling “Dan….we only have 3 minutes…where the hell have we got to go?” And 11 year old Dan was racing along, pulling my suitcase behind him, and shouting “Come on Mum! This way!”
He’ll be fine. Of course he will.
My little boy…
You grew up together, Miss! Just like me and my eldest Son.
I’m dreading letting go- and yet being 33 and a mother for 14 years I also love my time-out’s for myself away the kids!
The two of you have spent so much time together it’s hard not to feel ackward or be worried when he is not within reach of your protection.
I don’t know if i want to know what my teenage daughters are up to.
Half the boys they know may end up in the hospital LOL
Have a nice day.
Any caring parent worries about their kids, no matter how old they get Laney. Caring for and about Dan all these years is what makes you a wonderful mother.
I remember the first time my daughter went to London to see a band.. (sorry ‘gig’) I was worried sick, she was only 16 and was going with her boyfriend and some others. Whats the address of where you are staying? Whats the phone number? How many of you are going up on the train? What train will you be getting back? Ring me when you get there. Ring me when you get back to Pauls after the gig… and so it went on! From here in the ‘garden of England’ London seems like a scary place too, but she loved it sooooo much she goes a couple of time a month now and has vowed to move there one day!
I feel for you babe. It’s hard to let them grow up. Just wait till youre a grandma like me. A grandma before I was 40! (I was 38). I wouldnt trade that little fart for anything in the world. The oldest son still has a lot of growing up to do, and I worry about him constantly, but that’s because I’m his mom.
It’s hard to let them go.
Our little boys grow into men when we aren’t looking. I remember leaving my oldest in New York City to go to school. I was half panicked walking away from my little boy who was going to have a big adventure. He thought he was so worldly already but I knew the truth, he was just a little boy from a rural area in the midwest, with really no bit of street smarts at all. I was scared to death to leave him but excited for him at the same time. He was about to live his dream.
Now, 5 years later when I go to New York to visit him, he worries about me in the big city.
I guess our time for holding them tight has quickly disappeared, now we need to loosen our grip and let them soar.
Hugs to you Mama,
xo
TME
i can’t imagine how hard it must be for you. yet.
thankfully we learn to let them go just a bit by bit as they grow up so we can do it when they are grown.
*hugs* for you, hon.
You are such a sweetheart. Of course he’ll be OK. But because you seem to need it, let me take this opportunity to give you a big hug and kiss. (Can’t ever pass up those opportunities, now can I?)
He will be fine and I’m sure he will have a great time in between “are you ok?” phonecalls from his Mum. It’s a natural progression, how much more concerned would you be if he stayed in his room all day and didn’t socialise?
When my son was sixteen he went to Romania for 2 weeks to work in an orphanage, I was never so glad to hear his voice when he phone on the 10th day!!! He was too busy having fun.
Chin up, it’s your job to worry
Once your baby always you baby. Even when they are all grown up and more then capable of handling things on their own. (At times even better then us mums can)
Hope he has an awesome time. I bet he was excited.
Have a good day Miss U!
xo
My 14 yr old daughter makes me nervous just by going to the mall with a few of her friends.
He’ll be fine Miss and so you will.
WHAT??? They grow up????
My son got his full drivers license the other day. No more having to have an adult in the front seat when he drove. He was so excited. Watching him, couldn’t help thinking how proud I am of him.
He couldn’t wait to take his girlfriend out.
And of course, when he didn’t get back home to way after he was supposed to, he had his poor dad on the edge of my seat.
We had a nice talk about that, lol.
I still haven’t decided when or how to bring up the pieces of his girlfriend’s clothing that were left behind in the car…
The Elephant And Castle – woohoo lucky him!!
Haha Dorset – he’ll probably come home with a brogue lol
He’ll be just fine. Us guys can look after ourselves
Rn_buffoon – All of my time is time out now…it was strange at first, not having to worry about him if we were going out, not having to be back at a certain time or worry about babysitters. I do miss those days, in a weird kind of way!
Walker – Oh God. I cannot imagine what it would be like having a daughter! I’d be a nervous wreck.
Ali – LoL! You’re just like me! I try to bite my tongue now as much as I can, but it’s still bloody hard. He got back safe and sound though (I knew he would)and I worried myself silly for nothing. I guess that’ll never change though. x
Kitty – It is hard, isn’t it? I can’t WAIT to be a grandmother!
TME – You must have been petrified! Isn’t it lovely though, when suddenly they start looking out for us instead. Makes me wanna weep! x
April – Been thinking about you sweetie. I’m so happy that you know what you want. Wishing you all the luck in the world. x
Dan – Aww. That was lovely. Thankyou. And Dan…don’t ever stop doing that, ok? x
Ellie – The 10th day? Jesus…I’d have had the search party out! What a great thing for him to do though. You must be so proud of him.
Leigh – He was excited…but now I think he’s a little flat. It’s always horrible coming home after having such a great time. Hugs back at ya. x
George – I’d be the same with a daughter too. I think I got the easier deal!
GE – LoL. You just wait!
The Big One – Ah. Young love, eh? Don’t tell me you never did that!
Suck Me – I’ve never been there. What’s it like? Every tme I head for London, Covent Garden is my number 1 priority. I could lose myself there!
My grandfather always said he was going to put a rock on my head so I wouldn’t grow up.
I’m thinking now that could be an option…
Loves to you!
Smooch
You know, I read that “Big Book of Everything You Could Ever Possibly Imagine You Might Possibly Need to Know About Parenting”…..it was thousands of pages long….
….and this is how I sum it up: Plan to worry.
Just you wait until I disappear to Ireland for a while xx
DARFURIA, Please be gentle with your mother. Let her ease into this
Ahhhhhhhh Miss U!!!!!!!
How sweet and loving.
A mother’s love……I wish I could have experienced that!
I hope you have a great weekend and try not to worry as much.
I’m sure you raised a good boy with a good head on his shoulders.
xo
Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on him.
You know, it’s not really that frightening… some of us are quite normal. Ish.
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You are an amazing mother, an amazing woman. Dan is very lucky to share your blood, to have you as his mum.
Big hugs to you.
Parents never stop worrying, even when you get in to your 30’s.
He will be fine.
It’s normal to worry, but mine have been to Europe and Central America on their own (with groups or exchange parents) and they’ve been fine, so I think Dan will be able to handle this little excursion. He’s probably back by now, anyway.