Inside this post: It’s exhausting raising teens but I know that every moment matters.
I just knew once my kids were older I’d have all sorts of time.
I’d read books and watch shows uninterrupted.
And have huge amounts of time to just write.
I’d be way more rested because they would all sleep through the night.
And they would be able to talk through their troubles which would be so much less stressful than trying to figure out why a baby was crying.
They wouldn’t need an hour-long tuck-in and could bathe their own bodies and basically, my nights would just be my own.
They’d be able to drive and go to the store for me and we wouldn’t need a babysitter on a Saturday night,
There was so much time in my delusional future.
And yet somehow I sit here, exhausted to my core.
And there is no longer a 7:00 bedtime in sight when they’d all be safely in their rooms.
Instead, they have become creatures of the night who stay up to all hours and who also might make actual meals at 11:00 pm.
They can tell you what they are worried about and those are real, large adult things you can’t fix with a bandaid or a blankie.
Every time they leave in a car your heart ups its worry factor by at least 10%.
There is still so much to teach them and so nights are spent talking about how they can perfect the rice they are making for supper or get a stain out of their favorite sweatshirt or help with homework and college essays.
There’s so much refereeing of the cleaning of the kitchen you should wear stripes and have a whistle and be paid for the hour you lose every night to telling them to just get along and for the love of God wipe down the counter.
And you’ll spend your nights watching their shows in hopes of keeping them out of their rooms and your books will still gather dust on your bedside table and you’ll still be too tired to read them at bedtime.
There is a lot of waiting and driving and driving and waiting when raising teens.
Also, Saturday nights are spent driving kids or waiting for kids to come in from curfew or watching them do all the things.
And you’re not up with them in the middle of the night but the amount of time your brain spends thinking about them in the middle of the night is straight-up bananas.
Yet they will come up to you out of the blue and put their head in your lap and just need to sit like that without saying a word because they still need you in the biggest most important ways. You will smooth back their hair and kiss their foreheads and love will overflow from your heart.
And you won’t want to move a muscle just exactly like when you finally got them to sleep when they were babies because you won’t want the moment to end.
I’ve never been more tired even though no one needs me to feed them at 4:00 am or look for monsters under their bed.
They need me in ways that are more exhausting to my mind and my heart and my soul. And I know that I’m so lucky to be this tired and I know time is moving so fast.
I have less time than ever now that my people are big but I have the gift of knowing every moment matters.
Every single solitary exhausting love-and-sometimes-anxiety-filled moment.
So yup…still no time, still tired. Still wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Amy Betters-Midtvedt is a writer, educator, mom of 5 crazy kids, wife to a patient husband, and lover of Jesus. She writes at Hiding in the Closet With Coffee. Her mission is to help parents find sanity and joy, and we know sometimes joy is found hiding out in the closet with coffee, or hiding out on Facebook — come and join us wherever you are!
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Leslie says
This article made me cry. I am so very emotionally tired. My daughter is heading into her Senior year of High School and my son is in 6th Grade. I completely cracked up at the dishes reference. This season is hard. I just quit my Seasonal Part time church job to make room for my daughters Senior year and taking care of my emotions. God is with me. He provided the financial room to do this. But I often wonder if I might die raising a teenager? Thank you for your articles! They sustain me……that and Jesus……..and coffee.
Dee says
YES, YES, and one more YES! I am both giggling and crying at this. Thank you for this post. I feel like you have written word for word, the emotions I have been experiencing in these last few years with my 3 kids, and I am relieved to know that I am not the only one feeling mentally depleted at times. Yet, as you say, I would have it no other way, and feel so very grateful and privileged to be their parent, alongside my hubby!
What would we do without the Lord to come to, for wisdom, guidance, and protection? We cannot do it on our own, and He never expected us to. So, we continue taking one day at a time, trusting and leaning right?