My youngest daughter got her braces put on today. We were hoping we would not have to go this route, but to no avail. When I look at her teeth, they look perfectly fine to me. However, what do I know? I am not an orthodontist. When I was younger, not everyone could afford braces. Braces were kind of a luxury item. I never got braces even though I was told I needed them. These days, it seems everyone gets braces. It’s like a rite of passage.
I have three daughters. My oldest one, Cassie, is 16 and will be 17 next month. My middle child, Malia, turned 14 this past November. And, my youngest one, Allison, is 11. She will be 12 in April. All three of them have had braces. In fact, Malia will be getting hers off soon. Cassie has had hers off for several years. Now, it is Allison’s turn.
It’s funny because I was thinking back to when they were babies. It seems I just got one out of diapers, and then the next one would come along. I remember being so happy when I could skip the formula and diaper aisle in the grocery store. I have spent a lot of money in the formula and diaper aisle! Now, it is on to braces. Once one graduates from having their braces, the next one needs them. I am thinking about what is coming in my future. College, and maybe even weddings?? Oh my goodness.
Allison getting braces just makes me realize that my girls are growing up. I tell you it goes by way too fast. I love how independent they have become. I love how I don’t have to pay a babysitter to come over and watch them when my husband and I are out. But, sometimes I miss those days when they would have to hold my hand while we crossed the street. I miss our bathtime, bedtime, read a story routine. I miss how I could just shop for their clothes, and they wouldn’t complain about what I picked out.
In some respects watching my kids grow up reminds me of just how old I am getting. I don’t feel old. But, I won’t lie. I am getting many more aches and pains in my knees, my back, and my neck. I won’t even tell you about my battle with all the gray hairs on my head, which by the way, I think I am winning. Thanks to the gal who does my hair! 🙂 The bottom line is this. All these complaints I have about aging does not compare to the tremendous joy I feel watching my babies grow up. They are amazing young women. I can’t wait to see what they become. I will have to brace myself to see what life has in store. It will be great!