My Son’s Home from College for the First Time. Here are My Thoughts for Him

Posted On Jan 16, 2020 By admin With Comments Off

It’s been four months since we dropped our son at college, and I get to see him in two days! It’s my son’s first time home from college. I read a poignant article that reverberated with me by Mia Freedman, who wrote 😛 TAGEND

“Being the mother of a son is like someone breaking up with you really slowly.”

Our job, as mommies, is to raise sons into boys, and give them tools to successfully grow up and leave to start their own families. Eighteen years goes by in a flash. One hour we’re nursing from the tit, doctrine them to hold a crotch, then chop adheres, then poof…they have their own credit card to order menu. They slowly but surely grow up and away from us.

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My freshman is home and inspecting scruffy.( photo via Samantha Kuhr)

My son’s home for the first time since he left for college

The last-place experience you had a haircut was early August as we left California shiny and clean to move into the dorms. I guess haircuts don’t quite see the budget as a college student since you’re now a shaggy haired man. BTW, who knew you had curly hair !?! I’m not sure where the man-beard came from, but clearly freshmen don’t reduce. Is this a phase, or do I need to adjust to this new you? Contrary to popular belief, college is not an all-inclusive resort in Cabo where you are obligated to drink as much cheap booze as possible to get your money’s worth. Your life no longer revolves around me. It’d be odd if that were not the case, but ouch….this is a primal tendernes. I genuinely enjoyed you coming to me for every single thing. Well, most things…not the three vehicle accidents, obvi. How and why do you sleep so much? That’s impressive…and not in the good way. No you shouldn’t bring your dirty sheets span country for me to wash them. Nor should you bring a full container of unclean drapes for that matter either. Gross. Use one of the 2000 laundry cod I bought you when you moved in four months ago! I follow together with your college soccer crew social media, and it clears my totality WEEK when I catch a glimpse of you smiling and having a great time with your cronies. How could you possibly not have realized you had a final on Wednesday? You find there’s this thing called a syllabus, that outlines EVERYTHING expected of you to succeed in a course. This isn’t shown on Snapchat, Instagram or Call of Duty either, so perhaps stop spend so many hours in these places trying to seek this out. You need to actually poke around your college portal to figure this material out. It’s hard to describe the dignity of watching you grow into a man and figure( or not) things out for yourself. Yep you still have a curfew. I understand you are an adult and you are able to’ do whatever it is you want now’, but there’s no way I’m lying awake waiting for you to come home at whatever hour you have selected. Wow. Your vocabulary has refurbished vastly from the grunts you left with. It’s lovely to have actual adult conversations with you about things that matter. Can we have more? You are going to wear matching Christmas PJ’s with your brother, and roast a gingerbread room wearing your Santa hat, like we did the past 17 years. Non-negotiable.

This phase is new to me. I don’t know how to steer this and I think it’s even harder than college drop-off. How do I express my desire as I watch you indeed growing up preparing to leave my safe burrow? I’m comforted by knowing I did it right. This is how it’s supposed to work.

I need to figure out how to direct my longing for one more day to walk to the beach, buy you ice-cream and watch it dribble all over your face and sides, then shed you in the bathtub so we can snuggle in your little PJ’s with paws. And speak Skateboard Mom for the 1000 th era. Cat? Dog? Foster Kids? Who knows.

I know you adoration me more than life itself, but I also know we need to settle into our brand-new rhythm.

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Samantha is a travel and health writer, breast cancer survivor and supermom to two active boys! She’s a digital and symbol consultant, and founder of https :// mytravellingcircus.com. She keeps it real and shares narratives of fostering teenage boys, family life after a cancer diagnosis, and family trips various regions of the world! Each narration is shared with her dry, and sometimes naughty, sense of humour. Join me on Instagram and Twitter!

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