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It used to be mornings of chaos. Waking to the demands of small tyrants. Oatmeal! Toast! Why don't you ever buy the good cereal? Now, come Monday when school starts, I will drag my kids sorry, grumpy asses out of bed. They will drink coffee. I will beg them to eat before they go to school. I will buy any cereal to get them to do this. They won't. They're teenagers.
But, at night I'm slumped on the couch nearly comatose at 9pm. Who am I kidding? 8pm. Gone are the days of reading soothing bedtime stories to lull them to sleep. Now they're energized at night. And they want to watch Shark week right before bed. And then tell me how they suddenly need a protractor for school tomorrow. Really? They didn't need a protractor at 3pm when they came home from school? Are you kidding me? The only thing I'm doing at this time of night is going to bed!
When exactly did I turn into an old person?
I think it starts the second you have a kid and your life is dictated by a petite but powerful dictator. You try to have your own life. To keep doing the things you did before kids. Late night concerts, last minute road trips and romantic evenings in the privacy of your own home. But, it's a losing battle. It will break you eventually. This is what parenting does. It gives you gray hairs and makes you say phrases your parents said to you, that you swore you would never say. It makes you old. And you're just too damn busy and exhausted to notice.
This is the circle of life.