I recently read something somewhere about the moment when you felt like a grown up.
Honestly, for most of my adult life, I haven't really felt like a grown-up. Even though I've been supporting myself for a few years now, I really haven't felt like a grown-up.
All the typical milestones that really should scream grown up haven't really done it for me.
didn't do it.
Still not feeling it.
Is that a grown-up thing to do?
Close, but still. Not a grown-up
Even having the the most adorable child ever didn't make me feel like a grown-up. (sorry for no picture, my internet has decided it doesn't want to upload anything else.)
The moment that I felt like a grown-up was the first time I took Aubrey to the doctor. I had the fill out the obligatory new patient paperwork. And when I got to the second question. Suddenly, it was obvious. Wow. I'm a grownup. Because that second question. It really threw me for a loop.
Question One: Name of Patient.
That's easy. Aubrey Bruning.
Question Two: Parent of Patient.
Cyndy Van......Oh. Wait. I'm the parent. Holy Crap, I'm a mother. I'm a grown-up.
And that is the long winded story of the first time I realized I was a grown-up.