I was trying to come up with a blog topic and looked at some writing prompts, none of which inspired me, so I decided I would think of some little tidbit that no one knows about me and write about that.
I thought for a few minutes about what I might write about and a funny little tidbit came to my mind. It's the funny nickname that Josh has for me. He calls me Betsie.
The story is this. Sometimes I call my kids my besties, like slang for best friend. There is a character on a The Big Bang Theory who uses that word and it makes me laugh so I jokingly call my kids my besties sometimes. Like they'll walk into the kitchen for dinner and I'll say "hey besties!".
One day Josh texted me and I texted back "hey bestie!" and he meant to type the same greeting back to me but it autocorrected and it said "hey Betsie!" instead. That made us laugh and now he calls me Betsie.
And I'm not going to lie, it kind of melts my heart when it says it. He's going to be 14 in May and I know he's headed into that age where parents become super lame and embarrassing. Josh and I have always been really close and I'm dreading the day he decides I'm no longer fun to hang out with. Am I delusional to believe that maybe that day will never come? Has there ever been a teenager in history who didn't think their parents were lame? Like, what are my chances of getting through the teenage years without my kids making me drop them off two blocks from parties and refusing to walk next to me at the mall? Lie to me and tell me it's possible, OK? :)
I don't know, maybe next week I'll be a super lame mom, but these days it kind of makes my day when he comes in the door from school and cheerfully says "hey Betsie!". I'm writing it down so just in case he stops saying it I'll remember how much I enjoyed it while it lasted. :)
I guess it's pretty obvious that I follow your blog :)
I just wanted to comment on this post and tell you about my son and me. He is now 29 and we have always been close. I've posted a little bit about him on the bargain board - not sure if you have ever read it. He was born 11 weeks early and we had a very rough first couple of years, health-wise with him. He is now in Oklahoma (we live in Virginia) getting his Master's and PhD. When he was in middle school and high school, I had the same worry as you. Will I lose that closeness? Will his dad and I become the "lame parents"? etc...
I can honestly say that that never really happened. We talk almost every day and while I don't know all the details about his life (and I don't want to or need to), he knows that he can come to us at anytime and we will be there for him. From what you have posted about your family dynamics, I kind of think that your children will have have that same assurance. Please don't get me wrong - it wasn't all rainbows and lollipops, but we got through it :)
I found out I was pregnant with his sister when he was a senior in high school and my husband and I were really concerned about how he would take the news and how his friends would react. He was obviously surprised, but happy. He is an awesome big brother and his sister adores him. We asked about what he thought his friends reaction would be and he said "If they have anything bad to say, then they're not my friends". When he went away to college a few months after she was born, a couple of his friends would still stop by to see her and just hang out and still do to this day.
Didn't mean to go off on a tangent, I just wanted to let you know that sometimes it's not as bad as what you think it might be and sometimes not all kids think that their parents are lame :)
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