Twenty Years Ago Today…

ajbaby.jpg…Eldest Son was born. I think that’s supposed to make me feel old. But the truth is, when he graduated high school two years ago, that made me feel old! I could not believe my baby was graduating high school. After all, I started seeing My Liege on the May long weekend the year I graduated high school (hey, that would be 30 years ago this weekend!) (I nearly forgot!)

For my American readers, this weekend is Victoria Day in Canada (celebrated Monday—no school or work). It’s a holiday in honor of Queen Victoria’s birthday, I believe, and Queen Elizabeth’s birthday, although it falls in June, is apparently celebrated this weekend, too.

Oh, by the way, in case you haven’t figured it out, that’s Eldest Son in the photo, at six months old. Isn’t he a cutie?

But back to the subject of my post. Feeling old. Youngest Son graduates high school in a few weeks. And that’s not making me feel old, either. So I guess the moral of the story is that, no matter how old you are when you have your first child—be it 16 or 42—when that first child graduates high school, you will feel old. So have your kids late in life, so you can feel old, well, later.

Now, for fun, see if you can guess the identity of this piece of pumpkin pie:

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Is there a resemblance?

By Cindy

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15 comments

  4. Tina, I didn’t know you had a 20 year old, too. You probably told me before, but I forgot – that advancing age thing, you know.

    Donnell and Diana, thanks for dropping by. I am not yet confirming the identity of the baby girl. However, let’s just say those chipmunk cheeks didn’t go away quickly, but were very handy for holding porridge and tricking a certain child’s mother into thinking she’d finished her breakfast, which was then spit out on the way to school. Porridge, ugh.

  5. Cute! Happy birthday to him.

    I feel like an outcast here, not having a 20-year-old. LOL Must have been something in the water that year…

  7. Happy birthday to your son. Cindy, sorry but you’re not old enough to have a 20-year-old. 🙂

    Totally off topic, thanks for that article/interview about fog walking. Thanks to Mary Forbes, I now know what to call my writing process. I had always thought of it as standing on one side of the laundry line and catching a glimpse of the other side when a good gust of wind lifted the sheets. 🙂

  8. Gail, I’m plenty old enough, believe me!

    You’re welcome for the interview. I’ll pass along your thoughts to Mary.

    I do love your laundry line analogy, though!

  9. But you know you’ve arrived to a new place in motherhood when you HONESTLY can’t for the life of you remember whether your child will be 33 or 34 on their next birthday…

  10. LOL, Pat. I think my husband has reached that point. He’s always aging our kids. “Oh, the youngest one is 18.” Excuse me? His birthday is the end of August. Don’t age him, please! My mother’s heart can’t take it.

  11. Gail, I’m so glad the fogwalking interview/article helped. (Like Cindy, I also love the laundry-line-sheets analogy.) So often those of us who don’t really plot struggle at first to fit plotting formats into our process. I remember taking workshops years ago, then walking away thinking I’ll never be a writer because I can’t plot the way they say. It wasn’t until I’d written a couple of books that I finally realized everyone has their OWN process. And each one is right!

    Cindy, congrats on your son’s b’day!! It’s a milestone, indeed. 🙂

  13. Thanks, Mary and Jeanmarie. I can not tell a lie, the girl is Moi. Fat cheeks and all.

    Now I’m off to buy birthday supper, rent a birthday movie for Eldest Son, and eat Birthday Cake.

  14. Cindy, he’s a cutie, and so are you. Anyway, I’m guessing the other baby is you. My baby’s 30, BTW, and equally adorable.

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