Comments on: When did WE become the grown ups?

By: PollyS

PollyS — Fri, 29 May 2009 03:54:01 +0000

I had similar thoughts last week. You see, I have reconnected with several girls from elementary school on FaceBook. When I see pictures of them, I don’t see the crow’s feet, the poochie bellies from birthin’ babies…I see the sweet faces of innocence sitting in Mrs. Brown’s first grade classroom. Or the flush of red cheeks after hanging upside down on the monkey bars. But the truth is, we are the same age as our mother’s were in high school! How did this happen? We’re not grownups, dang it!

By: Marianne

Marianne — Sun, 24 May 2009 04:41:38 +0000

Still waiting for that epiphany moment, too.

By: Alyssa

Alyssa — Sun, 24 May 2009 01:54:15 +0000

I too have felt that when talking to HS friends especially it is all so surreal. I don’t think I’m there yet either.

By: Sarah

Sarah — Fri, 22 May 2009 06:46:30 +0000

I felt like that when I went back to my childhood church as an adult. Mrs. Snyder became Shirley, Mr. Morgan (who was also my elementary school principal, with a son my age) was Tom. It was just weird. And I too, felt as though I couldn’t possibly be an adult yet – it was only 15 years ago (?!?) that I was in high school.

By: Heather @ Domestic Extraordinaire

Heather @ Domestic Extraordinaire — Fri, 22 May 2009 01:50:32 +0000

I know what you mean. There are some days I feel like an adult and have it all under control, but most days I am just flying by the seat of my pants.

By: Michelle Smiles

Michelle Smiles — Fri, 22 May 2009 00:36:26 +0000

Me too. I don’t live in my home town but I often wonder who left me in charge of these little peeps like I am a grown up.

I remember when I was working for a mental health agency when I still lived in Ohio. I had to go back to my old school several times and interact with old teachers as their peer instead of student. Weird. And I took a few graduate classes with my old English teacher. He kept yelling at me for calling him Mr. Smith instead of John.

By: Holly at Tropic of Mom

Holly at Tropic of Mom — Thu, 21 May 2009 20:22:30 +0000

I know! I’m an imposter too. Don’t tell my toddler; it could freak him out.

By: Marcy

Marcy — Thu, 21 May 2009 18:12:59 +0000

Amen to that. It makes me think back to how I thought my parents knew it all – but they probably felt as clueless as I feel now. Hopefully our kids won’t be any the wiser until they are our age!

By: Cassie

Cassie — Thu, 21 May 2009 16:38:09 +0000

I feel the same way all of the time! I think about the way I saw the grown ups when I was a little kid. They were in charge. They had power. And they had it all together. It is fun to remind yourself that your children view you that way. Boy do we have them fooled!

By: Michelle K

Michelle K — Thu, 21 May 2009 14:06:20 +0000

I know the feeling. I am forty five and when I was in my thirties I can remember asking my mother when do we start feeling our age. She said probably never. Its really in your head.