This is only a short blog as a sort of update to all of you who read my first post on the Leaving Cert Mammy.
So the Leaving Certificate results have come and gone, the college place has been accepted and very soon my first born will head off to start his new life as an undergraduate.
I was very apprehensive the day the results came out, not because I doubted that he would do well, but because his chosen course Computer Science, would see an increase in demand. Thankfully my fears were laid to rest when his college offer came through and he secured his place.
So now I’m in a bit of a limbo.
As I said in my previous blog post, I am excited for him. He even sees a future for himself and he believes it to be here, in Ireland. He doesn’t forsee working abroad – he’s a home bird (to be honest, in reality I think he knows where his washing will be done) He heads away soon for the orientation week which will be closely followed by full time student life.
So here I am looking at a young man, who my friends call ‘mums rock’ because that’s what he was. All those years of my hubby working away my first born stepped up to the mark without even being asked. When his siblings were small he learned how to make bottles, clean up the playroom and is one of the best when it comes to hoovering. He can even cook using a real cooker!! To this day he is still able to suss if I’m a bit down or tired and will step into the breach. I feel like I’m losing my right arm which I know isn’t fair on him, hence my excitement is tinged with a tiny bit of sadness. Looking at him, I wish I was that age again and had even half of the opportunities ahead of me that he’ll have. I envy his new found freedom and hope that he’ll put it to good use and stay safe while doing so.
His youngest sibling on the other hand, is already eyeing up his bedroom. He doesn’t realise that his older brother may actually come home every odd weekend and might need somewhere to stay.
I’ve no doubt that city living will change him and will give him a new perspective on life. So although I may be saying goodbye to a boy, I’m full sure he’ll come home a man, and as such I’ll have to be ready.
I don’t remember any of this in the ‘becoming a parent’ manual !!
