My Dudes are still mostly little…
So presently our lives are filled with light sabers and flying jump kicks. Our floors are dangerously littered with Matchbox cars and Legos. And pretty much every room in the place smells like a strange combination of mud and sweat and tail.
It is awesome.
But, as #1 is quickly approaching tweendom (he reaches a decade next month), I’ve noticed some, um, differences.
Sure there are way more reprimands for hands in the pants guy behavior than previously, but it’s more than that.
He is just starting to change.
For the better?
Probably, but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna act like a big fat cry baby over it and no way am I ready for it.
I know, I know. I better get ready.
I’m trying, kay? And I swear I will be all over responsible parenthood the moment I finish my I-don’t-want-to-get-old-my-kids-to-grow-up tantrum.
Learning how to mom a tween Dude is new.
And, I’m not a huge fan of things that are new. Unless they are shoes. Or clothes. Or chocolate covered dessert treats.
And also, saying goodbye to mommy and hello to mom is hard for me. I’ve had to give up so much!
Apparently it is wrong for me to bust into the Running Man when My Prerogative comes on in Costco. It still feels right, but the way he glares and complains about it, I’m pretty sure it’s not.
And, somehow he is totally over me licking my finger and then using it to wipe his face. I know, it’s always been gross, but now it is also forbidden.
And hugs him in public. Fuggetuhboutit. I might as well pants the kid he gets so embarrassed.
Heck, I’m lucky if he even deigns to walk alongside me when I’m taking him to school after a doctor’s appointment.
And he’s not even a surly kid!
He’s well mannered, and well behaved, and well spoken.
He listens, he follows directions, and he’s reserved.
He is pretty much every parents’ favorite play date invitee
(seriously, they tell me all the time, he’s so easy people actually want him over for play dates to keep their kid out of their hair!).
And he’s still all the way over being my baby and not at all ashamed to say it to my face.
So, I took my recent appointment as co-host of the Tweens and Self Esteem Live Talk on the Motherhood sponsored by Don’t Fret the Sweat seriously.
Because I am fretting.
And sweating quite profusely, if I’m honest, about my new life as still-cool-in-my-head-even-if-he-can’t-see-it mom to a tween Dude.
It’s weird to think that just a couple of years ago this was a mom blog about raising babies. And, already, it is morphing into a the best lifestyle blog on the planet what?! mom blog about raising big kids.
No, I’m not getting old!
As a matter of fact, I’ve not aged a day since 2008 and I’m not ever going to. But, strangely, my eternal youth is not hereditary and my kids are dead set on growing up, no matter how often I beg them to not to.
Best part of having this blog life?
I’m 100% not alone! I don’t have to take this scary mom-to-grown-up-Dudes journey all by my lonesome.
And neither do you!
We have each other even on the days our husbands are hiding in the basement and our children are actively trying to disown us.
So. Lucky.
Looking for some Dude Mom resources to help you understand the secret life of growing Dudes (it’s not really a big secret, just don’t kiss them in front of their friends, expect them to actually use soap when they shower, or wait for them to tell you details about their day without expert probing and reverse psychology, and you’ll be good I think)?
Here are a few of my current faves by and for moms of Dudes…
For funny stuff… Ooph.com (she’s a Dude Mom too and she has a number of really great, informational, and often hilarious stories and tips for talking with your kids!)
For helpful information including good research and junk from smart people… PBS (they actually have a series on raising boys on their site! And, after spending a day at the PBS Office in DC learning about the super cool new PBS Kids Lab popping off on their website, I trust these people know their stuff. And also, Sesame Street. Come on, that show is genius.)
For real life talk from real life moms on The Motherhood… Unilever’s Don’t Fret the Sweat sponsored the most recent series of Live Talks on The Motherhood (you can see what the real mom co-hosts and participants had to say about everything from helping to build self esteem in Tweens to personal hygiene in Tweens, a topic I can NOT say enough about when it comes to The smelly Dudes).
Now, don’t feel left out if you’re a Chick Mom; something exciting is coming your way next week so be on the look out!
I too felt these emotions when my boys started into their tween years. Now as a mom of two 19 year olds and a 17 year old, I can honestly say that I’m enjoying these years, as well. It is at this stage of the game (with the twins) that I’m seeing the fruits of my labor. It definitely takes time to get used to the idea that they’re grown up now. It is also so rewarding to see what fine young men we have raised. Isn’t this our goal? Isn’t this what we sacrificed and prayed and cried all those tears over? The purpose of parenting – the ultimate goal – was to raise productive, happy people. There is a time and a season for everything. So please, please savor it and enjoy each frustrating, aggravating, joyous moment if it all. It will all be worth it in the end!!
Ooohh….I am so loving my 4 and 6 year old dudes, and dreading tween dudes….my heart will break if they don’t call me momma anymore!!!!
My oldest turned 7 this month and as a surprise I made a heart shaped sandwich for his lunch on his birthday…
it embarrassed him, he didn’t eat it, he squished it down and told me to never do it again
Ohhooooo :(
yeah, I totally cried…all night…I just want him to stay little!
Kids don’t grow up. I have no idea what you are even talking about. My Big Girl has NOT learned to put a ponytail in her hair all by herself OR refused to even let me brush her hair anymore. la-la,la,lalala
You’re right. And my son didn’t ask me to buy him skinny jeans either. I seriously wish that didn’t happen actually.
I can’t even fathom this….makes me sad just thinking about it :( Wahhhh
I’m so not ready. Sadly, my #1 was always an old sole in some respects and had graduated to mom by the time he turned 3. I’m holding on for dear life to #2 though, I’ll be damned if he stops call me mama.
Same with my #1. They all call me mom, or alternatively “hey”, but still. They used to let me hold their hands in public, and yell I love you from the car window, and fix their pants at the bus stop and now none of those things are are appreciated or allowed. I’m still in charge of picking out their daily outfits though so at least there’s still that!
I am so not looking forward to the tween years.
Yeah, me neither, and yet, here they are. All up in my grill.
I don’t want mine to grow up. Can’t they just stay little dudes?
I wish. Aside from the tantrum-y stuff and the inability to stay home alone while I go shoe shopping and stuff:)!
As another mom of 3 boys I wish I had all the resources available today. I chose friends who had girls, *totally not cracking when they would become bff with my boys that they would wed one day ahem*. My oldest is 19 yeah I am ancient and my baby is soon to be 12!! His growing up has been the hardest, watching him do the things his older brothers did and going NOOOOO You are not old enough. Even he is a smell person, has to be Old Spice Matterhorn and though he has facial hair I am standing my ground on him shaving just yet….
Shaving? Can’t even think about that day. Although all of my boys were born with full blown man-staches so the day is pretty much already here.