I feel old. Very old.
That I am tired is a given, and to be expected, so I won't try to act surprised. But I just feel old, burdened by responsibility larger than my mere 28 years. I understand my wife and I chose to have children early in our lives (most likely far earlier than many think we should have). I don't regret that, not for a minute. We love our children and our lives are far more rich because they are part of it.
But our oldest is just in Kindergarten. There are only so many worries at that age. Friends, soccer, watching the show you want to, maybe a new toy now and then, and that pretty much sums it up. They are still pretty easy to please and figure out. I like that. I like having things figured out.
Teenagers are a different story. And suddenly we have gone from soccer, candy, and Kindergarten to far more serious and difficult challenges. True, it was a choice we made when we decided to become therapeutic foster parents, a choice we still are glad we made. But I'm not even 30 yet, and suddenly have all the responsibility of teenagers to deal with. Boys, homework that really counts (and someone who doesn't love doing homework), a new job, and a very complex relationship with a natural mother all are asking for a fair bit of our time and energy.
Suddenly I am growing up even faster than I already was. Suddenly I am reminded, even more acutely, just how old I am when my classmates discuss their most serious dilemma: Where she we go for lunch?
*BlueDev realizes he isn't being entirely fair with that last statement, but it often feels about like that