Last night was MC’s crew game night. One of the guys wasn’t originally going to come, but ended up being able to at least be here for a while if not overnight, so I think it was kind of a momentous event for them. Then I got a moment to be THAT mom. The mom that your kid’s friends actually speak to, which is a feat in itself with this group as they are all massive introverts (one of the guys I see in the few seconds after he walks in the door, never to be seen again until he leaves).
This gave me so many warm and fuzzies for a lot of reasons, but mostly because it made me feel like an awesome mom. Why? Because he talked to me about what kinds of frustration and BS his girlfriend were going through with her family. Not straight up asking for advice, but he really shared his frustrations and worry for her with me. This is the first time we’ve ever talked, but it was so frickin’ cool.
I know, without a doubt, that MC encouraged him to talk to me. That is a huge part of why this feels so amazing. My son, a 17 year old high school student, thinks enough of me to have his friends talk to me about what is going on in their lives. He believes that I can help in some way, even if it is just listening.
I had always kind of thought I’d be that mom, but life doesn’t always work the way you think it will. None of my kids ever had a ton of friends they wanted to have over and they don’t do a lot of in person socializing outside of school, so the circumstances never allowed for this. That and… teenagers or kids just don’t normally want to talk to adults. We are kind of the enemy. Something I conveniently forgot when I pictured life with kids.
I just thought the whole experience was really cool. Who knows if the things we talked about will make any difference for him or his girlfriend, but it felt really good to be able to be someone he felt comfortable enough to come to with those things. I told him there is always an open door for him or his girl if they ever needed some ears.