In Praise Of Older Children

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I often find myself wishing I could turn back the clock and relive all those early stages with my children. How much easier it would be with the benefit of hindsight, above all with the knowledge that time passes so quickly and, almost in the blink of an eye, your children are no longer cute little bundles but handsome young adults who tower over you. I have loved all the different stages of my children’s lives; I was one of the really lucky ones for whom breastfeeding was a breeze (which is fortunate as I never could get the hang of sterilising bottles), I thrived on lack of sleep, was super organised and an ace at multi-tasking. I adored having lots of little people around me who all thought I was the most wonderful person in the universe. Life was hectic, I was always exhausted but I was happy. It was always so easy to solve my children’s problems and so easy to make them happy. I literally could “kiss them better.” How different it is as your children grow older. My mother always said to me. “the problems don’t go away as they grow older, they just get bigger”  and how right she was! it is so difficult to watch your older children struggle with obstacles and anxieties and to be able to do no more than offer reassurance that you will love them no matter what. And sometimes you have to stand well back and let your children do it their way even though you know from experience that it will all end in tears. Instead of keeping Humpty Dumpty away from the wall you have to figure out a way of putting all the pieces together again.Sometimes you need to adopt a policy of tough love (easy to say,not so easy to do) and leave your child to deals with the problems they have caused, all the time desperately wanting to demolish every obstacle in their path like a giant wrecking ball. Letting go is so very hard but necessary and definitely gets easier with practice (or so people tell me).

I remember when I was a teenager telling my parents to have faith in the way they had brought me up and I often remind myself of that when dealing with my own children. I always told my parents they had done a good job and had instilled good values in me so why were they so worried? Now, of course, I understand perfectly – the worry starts the moment they enter the world and it never abates, just the same as the total all encompassing love that you feel for them no matter what.

So I look at my own children and yes, of course I worry for them, but at the same time I can see that I’ve done a good job and that I’ve succeeded in raising five incredibly well rounded gorgeous boys. They can be infuriating. untidy, lazy and inconsiderate but if I’m honest a hundred times less so than I was at the same age and I wasn’t a difficult teenager. Most of the time they are a joy to be with. They make me laugh every single day, they support one another, they support me, they are interested in one another and always take time to ask me about my day with genuine interest. They behave well at school, are sociable, hospitable when we have guests. Yes, they often need to be reminded to put their dirty dishes in the dishwasher or throw their rubbish in the bin and even after five years still seem totally incapable of understanding the recycling system but they do respond to clear, direct instructions and will pull together if the house is a mess and “I absolutely must have it tidy right now or I will explode!”And sometimes they surprise me by emptying the dishwasher without being asked, bringing the laundry in off the line if it starts to rain, making me a cup of tea because I look as if I need one or by just giving me a hug when it’s all getting too much and I’m on the verge of teas.

The teenage years are tricky ones but also so much fun. I love the discussions about world issues we have over dinner, I love he fact that sometimes my children will tuck me in bed at night when I’m so tired I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. I love the way they put so much thought into birthday and Christmas gifts for me. I love how they introduce me to new music and also how they check my recent downloads to see if there’s something they can “steal”. I love how polite their friends are when they come round for meals and how kind they are to the eleven year old. I love how protective they are of me and how thoughtful they can be about keeping in touch by text when they are away from home or out late. I love how they have the courage to tell me very calmly when I’m in the wrong and also how they are generous enough to admit it  when they’ve been proved wrong.

I would hate to be a teenager in today’s world; there is so much pressure on them from such an early age to perform well, to look good, to be sporty, talented, cool. And all the time they seem to get such a bad press. Yet, for the most part, the teenagers I encounter on a daily basis are incredible:they are confident, caring, polite, enthusiastic young adults who do us all proud. I know that tomorrow I will have to nag my teenagers to make their beds and tidy their rooms but I also know that they will hug me when they leave for school, hug me when they return and when they go to bed, and they will make me smile and laugh many times in between.

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21 thoughts on “In Praise Of Older Children

  1. Wow, you’ve put it so beautifully…I can see the difference now with my girls being 7 and 5.5 and find myself dreading the fact that soon I’ll actually be helpless! I feel helpless now when they mess up the kitchen or their rooms, but that’s nothing compared to what I’ll go through when they’re teenagers. Your post leaves me feeling like it’s ok, despite being tricky, we’ll be ok…we’ll get through it together 🙂 xx

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    • Thank you Kanchan. Life with children certainly changes as they grow older but that really doesn’t make it worse, we need to remind ourselves to enjoy every moment x

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  2. Wow! 5 boys! You’ve done a great job raising them by the sounds of it. I hope I can raise my daughter the same x

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    • Thank you, I am feeling very proud of them all at the moment and know I have to make the most of that feeling while it lasts!

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  3. 5 boys – wow! My 2 boys drive me crazy and they’re not yet at teenage years. It is so true what you say about actually most teenagers are pretty great really but i think they just get a bad press because of a few that cause trouble. x

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    • Mine often drive me crazy too! I think you’re so right about the behaviour of a few influencing our view of teenagers as a whole. Sad.

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  4. What a lovely post, and a very reassuring one too as I do live in fear of hitting the teenage years. It sounds like you’ve done a fab job parenting your boys.
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    • I dreaded the teenage years too and did find the adjustment very difficult at first. Now though I can see the benefits and am able to enjoy the children in different ways.

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  5. Sounds like your kids are awesome, and you have done a good job raising them. To be honest I dread the teenage years, I remember how horrid I was to my parents at times and cringe. You are right, to be a teenager now must be so hard, they have a lot to live up to and a lot of pressures we just didn’t have.

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    • I think perhaps there is less of a generation gap nowadays or perhaps we are better at trying to keep up to date. Just being able to remember how it felt to be a teenager helps in dealing with them. Don’t worry!

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  6. I have a while to go before I have teenagers to deal with (although sometimes my daughter is 5 going on 13!), but I know I’m going to find it hard to let them get on with things themselves. Like you say, you have to trust in the fact that you did a good job in raising them. It certainly sounds like you’ve done that

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    • Letting go is really hard but does get easier with practice. I have to remind myself that they support one another. I must admit I can never go to bed until I know they’re all safely home but luckily one of the other boys will always stay up with me.

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  7. Sounds like you’ve done a great job. A parent’s work is never done, even once they’ve left home. I’ve got a long way to go before N’s a teen, but am hoping he stays straightforward and open. #LAB

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    • Thank you;you’re right that a parent’s work is never done. It’s such a tough job but I can’t think of anything more rewarding.

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  8. What a lovely post and a testament to your boys and the way you have brought them up. I hope to be able to say the same about my son when he is older.

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  9. It sounds like you have done a good job raising thoughtful and considerate boys. I have a teenage boy myself and I am so proud of him. Teenagers do get a bad rap these days but most are great kids.

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    • This is lovely. My eldest is nearly three so not exactly old, but every day o discover something new about him, and even though I almost want to press pause on life to enjoy this age (and my 17month old), I know each new age will bring something even lovelier about them!

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