Parenting is no easy job! There are often struggles, especially as children become more independent, thankfully there are also reminders of the good…
Over the past few months, I have noticed such changes in my nine year old. He has always been very mature, an old soul if you will, and wise beyond his years. However, since the beginning of fourth grade, he has seemed to make the leap between child and “tween!”
Tween by definition is a person between the ages of eight and 14; it is a blend of teenager and in between. If I examine his new attitude, independence, and strong opinion about clothing and hair, then Jacob fits the description.
He goes to a private school where specific school uniforms are required, but recently they have had several spirit and casual days, which leads to constant reminders from mom (me) that he needs to vary the clothing that he is wearing. Sports shorts and athletic shirts have taken over his world! If it is not a piece of athletic gear, than he is not having any of it! Seriously, I have had to remind him that while it is okay to wear this clothing, it is important to change your clothes daily.
His response, “My friends will make fun of me for wearing these clothes! (polo shirt and jeans)” It was only a few short months ago that those very clothes were staples in my child’s wardrobe. I use to have to remind him that it was not always necessary to tuck your shirt in; he did it anyway, but I digress…
Well, times are changing in our home! No longer do I have a boy who spends hours playing with Legos and reading books; I now have a tween who still loves to read, build intricate Lego creations, but now enjoys playing sports, watching sports, and talking about sports! Oh, and the girls, don’t get me started…
Of course it is not the end of the world, but it is a shift from little kid to big kid, and let me tell you it can be challenging at times.
Thankfully not all days are challenging, and I am still pleased to say that my sweet, kind, responsible Jacob still shows up when I need him most!
Specifically over last weekend when I was suddenly struck by food poisoning! Saturday morning I woke to a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and the pain and discomfort stayed with me well into the next day.
Unfortunately, my husband was out of town for work and was only able to comfort me over the phone, so my Jacob came to the rescue! He comforted me, calmed his four year old brother when he found out he had to miss his friend’s birthday party, took care of the dog, checked the mail, cooked for me and stayed by my side throughout the day.
The most comical part was how he stayed on my case about eating and drinking; very reminiscent of how I care for him when he is sick.
At one point, he brought me a chocolate protein drink and added apple cider vinegar (We use apple cider vinegar frequently because of the many health benefits.) He insisted that I drink his concoction, but after hearing about the pairings I told him that my fragile rumbling stomach would probably not appreciate all of the acid. He understood, and began to research other alternative treatments. He came to one website, and began to go over a list of questions with me:
Jacob: Do you have blood in your pee?
Me: Thankfully, no!
Jacob: Are you having trouble going to the bathroom?
Me: No, just the opposite!
At this point I was in severe pain, but also trying not to hurt his feelings by laughing at his silly, yet concerned line of questioning.
His internet search did result in a very helpful piece of advice, drink lots of liquids, especially those with electrolytes. So off he went to place the unfrozen Pedialyte pops in the coldest part of the freezer, and within the hour he delivered the relief that I needed.
If it were not for Jacob, then things could have gone sideways in a hurry! I was that bad off!
So even though my sweet little boy is no longer little, this weekend was proof that my husband and I are raising a caring, kind, compassionate, and responsible human being.
In the end, raising responsible, honest, kind, educated, and thoughtful humans is what is most important…
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