Even Though They Caused My Wrinkles, My Kids Still Keep Me Young

shutterstock_77684014When I was younger, I constantly functioned at a “fast-forward” pace. I moved out of my parents’ house at 17. I got married in between my sophomore and junior year of college at the ripe old age of 20, and we added a baby into that mix when I was 24. I have always felt older than I really was, but could also fall back on not actually being all that old.

Until the shift happened. People began to catch up, move out, get married and have their own babies.  Lots of us have mortgages now. Sports figures went from being in my peer group, to being younger than even my youngest sibling. I thought Bruno Mars’ Super Bowl performance was adorable, and I have had daydreams where I pat him on the head and tell him so. This seems to be a far cry from my strange but true attraction to David Grohl so many years ago. I have spent brain calls thinking about how the song “Thrift Shop” has some sound financial advice- popping tags can help with your monthly budget. Yes, I went from “playing old” to being old.

The kids don’t help. Between my own children, and the children I spent many years with in the classroom, I can map out every fine line on my face based on what horrified expression I was making at the time. “Why are you eating that??” which covers both toddlers and 4th graders, explains the three deep lines that would require more serious intervention should I choose to fix them.  I snore now. My ankles pop. I fall asleep most nights by 10:15.

I ward off early induction into the AARP using that which is most available to me. Yes, like Mother Gothel and Repunzel, but with more love and a lot less hair, I use my kids to bring me eternal youth. A majority of the time, it is our job as parents to act like, well, parents.  But in that wondrous tiny window of time, when you act like an idiot with your kids for the sake of fun, you earn back a few of those years this month’s heating bill is sucking away.

For example, walking to school in the morning is torture. No one can tear themselves away from Curious George fast enough to put on their coats; mittens are gone; lunchboxes are forgotten.  I can feel time draining from my soul as I try to calmly assist one child in tying her shoes while telling her older sister that leggings aren’t pants and she needs to throw a skirt on in the next 30 seconds. But if I let them take the lead on the walk and participate instead of hide behind my iPhone screen, I can actually enjoy it too. They sing songs the entire way there like life’s one big Broadway show. I can tell them to stop and walk faster, or I can belt out a weird line about how their baby brother farted. One makes me feel mean; one helps me remember what it is like to think potty jokes are the best. I can’t always pick door #2 or we’d never get to school on time and inevitably I would get a note home about how my daughter is using inappropriate language, but sometimes I need to for them and for me.

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  • staferny

    I just got “Everything is Awesome” out of my head after 5 days…aaaand it’s back.

    • http://Mommyish.com/ Eve Vawter

      and now it’s back for me. Basically IJLTG

    • Jessica

      I Just Love To Groove? I Just Let That Go? What is this language you are speaking?? ;-)

    • Jessica

      Nothing will move “Let it Go” from my head. Nothing. Occasionally it adjusts to a sort of sped up pop version, and sometimes I add my own lyrics. But I do apologize for the ear worm!

    • Valerie

      Listen to Jason Darulo (sp?) “Talk Dirty to Me”. It will not leave my brain. And my 4 year old heard it somewhere because I heard him in his room the other day humming it and then going “talk dirty uh me”. Ugghhh.

  • Bunny Lucia

    Who said they were in 4th grade in 1999?

    If you want a shame spiral, I think I was in first grade… I can’t quite remember years though. Seriously my whole childhood is like “Well when I was around eight.”

    If I say around eight, I mean somewhere between the ages of five and twelve.

    • Jessica

      It’s the theme song from The Lego Movie.

  • Crusty Socks

    Jessica, assuming your profile pic isn’t from your college days, you don’t look old at all. What are you? 30-32?

    • Valerie

      Up vote for saying 30-32 is not old!

    • Jessica

      You are only as old as you feel, which plants me firmly at 65. But I am 33- which I realize isn’t old. I am just fast forwarding, like I tend to do! And I was 24 with my first and 33 with a toddler, and I just feel different. And I didn’t handle turning 30 well… I need a Diet Coke. (I hope in the future I will have a good laugh at how old I felt today.)

    • Valerie

      32 here and most days I feel 23ish. Until I try to have more than 3 cocktails and actually get shit done the next day. Then I def feel 32 again.