This is going to sound silly, but when I was young I never thought I'd get so old, so fast.
Meg is going to be 15 next month. I can't believe that this smart, amazing person is my daughter, the same girl as the tiny baby I used to nurse, the toddler I taught to walk, the little girl who used to sit still so I could braid her hair. Now she's pestering me for an iphone (why, I don't know- she knows I'll never be able to afford one for her), and talking about learning to drive.
It's bringing up a lot of strange stuff that I didn't think I'd have to worry about so soon.
I had Meg when I was only 19 years old. I was going to community college, which might not sound like much, but I was the first in generations of my family to make it that far. I was so proud. I was studying economics. And then I got pregnant.
When we found out I was pregnant, my ex-husband and I got married. We were very in love then, strange as it is to think about now. I still miss those days sometimes. We were so utterly wrong for each other but we didn't know it yet. I had to drop out of school- couldn't afford to pay for college and the baby, and the baby won out. He dropped out too, in order to work full time. We always imagined we'd be going back to college someday.
I love my daughters very much. They're both wonderful, amazing people, and I'm so thrilled to see them grow up the way they are. But as Meg gets into her teen years, I'm starting to worry about her. We don't always see eye to eye, and she's always been a little wild. I'm terrified that she'll make the same mistake that I did- not to say that having her was a mistake, but getting pregnant so young...
I'm not sure how to sit down and have this talk with her, but I do think it's important. She hit puberty this year and I'm sure she thinks about boys all the time, and I'd better get this over with before it's too late. I just want what's best for her. I want her to go to college and get a degree, and become everything she's dreamed of being. She's so smart, she'll go so far. Farther than I ever got.
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