The Passage of Time
When did I become that older mom? I was speaking to a "young mom" of a toddler today, and musing about babies, and loving babies, and looking back fondly at that time of life. She said "well, you probably don't remember how hard it is." And it hit me. To her, I couldn't possibly relate to what she was going through because I am so much older than her. As always in life, perspective doesn't hit you until you're looking at it in the rearview window. I remember being in my 20's just a few years out of college, thinking the women I worked with who were in their mid-30's with young kids were impossibly old. I remember being a young mom and thinking the same thing, that the moms of teenagers were ancient dinosaurs. How could their two cents about babies and child-rearing have any bearing on me, a young mom? And now, that's me. How did I get here? In so many ways, I feel like that 22-year-old, just out of college. Or a 31 year old fir...
