Saturday, 16 March 2013

Simply A Moment - Morning Rush.

Friday morning and everyone's getting ready for school or work. I yet again check with Zack that he has his form safely in his school bag, he rolls his eyes, gives me a fed up look and nods his head, its the second time I've asked, but its an important document so I'm bound to ask a couple more times.

I glance in the mirror to check my hair is behaving, its all tied up & back in plaited pigtails but the wisps of newer, shorter hair fall free & need to be coaxed back into groups of ringlets. I feel rough due to suffering for the past couple of days from flu and I'm trying to look decent for the school walk, the judgemental stares which are more likely to be more in my own head than on the faces of others. My mind wanders back to the form, I cant help but worry if its the right choices. We've researched Zacks chosen career for the past 5 years, but now its written in ink, the first steps towards what he's always dreamed to do, his GCSE choices.
What if he doesnt get his first choices? Its ok, I decide, he's already had a university say they think he should study with them, he's intelligent enough to do well, extremely well, too intelligent most of the time, things come too easily for him & that breeds laziness. University, eep, that means costs, no, mustn't think of that at the moment, he isnt even TAKING his GCSEs yet.

I focus again on the mirror, I spot a couple of white hairs shining in amongst the mass of dark brown, he's only 4 years younger than when I had him, thats a scary thought, in 2 years time he can legally have children. I hope he's sensible, I hope he doesnt get caught out, no, not going to think about it.

I roll my eyes as I know I'll soon be getting that same question I get asked at every milestone moment since Zack finished primary school "Doesnt it make you feel old?" No, when my knee aches in a morning I feel older, when I find I've out grown a lot of people a decade younger than me, their problems and attitudes seeming silly, petty & largely self inflicted for attentions sake, then I feel older, but not because my son is growing up. I notice in the mirror the downy hair above his lip he's had for the past year has darkened, I wonder how that happened without me noticing and acknowledge in my mind how his adult face is beginning to form, more chisled features and a sense of identity beginning to develop.

One last glance at the mirror, theres a smear of smaller fingerprints, Kai's obviously been pulling faces at himself again in it, another job to add to the list, clean the mirror. I decide its cold enough for a wooly hat, mainly to hide any imperfections in my hair that morning, and I'm back to the rush, yelling to the youngest to get out of bed & hunting out PE kits that should have been got the night before.

This post is brought to you in conjunction with Alexa's "Simply a Moment", a monthly post to take a moment to stop, notice & record part of everyday life.


  1. A lovely way to record this moment. It's a difficult time when course choices need to be made. I hope he remembered to hand his form in :0)

  2. Kirsty, what a rich and textured moment you've shared; so many layers, little cut-outs with things underneath peeping through, always orginal - just like your craft work :). It's been a pleasure to read. Zack sounds as if he has a Mum with the gift of clear-sightedness: hopefully his choices will spring from that too. (And I can't help hoping you left the mirror and did something creative in its place!). Thank-you so much for linking up and I hope you have enjoyed it too.

  3. Loved reading your moment, beautifully written x

  4. As a mum with a son of almost the same age, I found this so touching... I think all mothers must share the same worries and concerns for their children. GCSE choices are a bit nerve-racking... if he doesn't get his first choices, but the subjects are essential, then you have to go and talk to the school - but the chances are that it'll all go smoothly and, like us, you'll find you used up all that energy in worrying over "nothing"... But we still worry, eh?
    I love your description of your hair - mine isn't so well behaved just now, though it's better since I had a good trim. At least I don't have to go out on that walk to school any more... No more dressing up to avoid feeling under-dressed... how silly it is, but how uncomfortable Some People can make you feel. But as you said, as you get older, you realise that these things aren't so important after all.
    What is important, is your love for your sons (and Ryan!) and that you support Zack, you're there for him, you let him know he is loved and appreciated. That is what he will remember, long into his adult life - and will pass on to his own children when (later we hope, rather than sooner!) they arrive. (oo, just think, Granny K! he he he...)

  5. wow yet something else that you have a talent for...writing that was so lovely K and I could picture each of you in your house and at the mirror xxx

  6. I loved the different thoughts that went through your mind and your honesty. Soon, you'll look back and think "how silly for those moms to fret about what others think of their appearance on morning walks" ;)

  7. Superbly described- all the thoughts, concerns, frets, fears, joys , etc that make up our perfectly imperfect everyday lives, especially our morning routines.
    Thanks for sharing these moments of your day .


  8. Oh a lovely way to remember the moment and time, I thought I was reading a novel, such big changes are they always feel so monumental when they come round! Hugs

  9. a lovely moment K and one that i went through last week too with DS1, his options choices, uni and career x

  10. A lovely moment to share and having gone through that stage I totally understand all your worries.

  11. That's such a lovely moment and as a Mum of two boys - one about to leave school and make his mark on the world and one just a year off from making his choices I can honestly say I've went through all those fears you have just described - I don't think they ever end! It's so nice to see the words and thoughts written through someone else's eyes xx

  12. A very beautifully told moment. I had just the same moment many years ago now, thank you for the memory.

  13. It's the same with girls K. I think Craig is all for padlocking Devon in her room at the moment. All because she went out shopping with a group of friends that included ONE boy.

    It's weird hearing her and Phoebe talk about career choices. Even weirder to think at Devvies age I had left school and was on a YTS.

    Nope. Not thinking about it. Lalalalala.

    (I have the school walk paranoia too - you aren't alone)

  14. A lovely peep into your head - thanks for sharing - he's a lucky lad and will make you proud!

  15. A beautiful moment - told really well - took me back to my own son's GCSE choices. Thanks for sharing. J x



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