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When I was growing up it seemed to me that all of my friends’ parents were roughly the same age. I’m not entirely sure if that was true, but it just seemed that way. Maybe it’s because they were so much older than I was that their ages all just fit in to the same category - old. I could probably do some homework now and figure out of it was true or not, but that’s beside the point.
I met my husband when I was 19. I was a freshman in college. Of course at that time, I didn’t know he’d be my husband. That was almost 12 years ago! We continued to date throughout college, he graduated, got a “real” job, I graduated, got a “real” job, and then we moved in together. Within a year we were engaged. After a year and a half engagement, we were married. A little over a year after that, our first child, Brinley, was born. I’ll save you time from doing the math… I was engaged at 23, married at 24 and had my first baby at 25. Sometimes I’d hear that I was so young or moving too fast, but I never let that bother me.
Now, nearly 12 years after meeting my husband, Scott, I am happily married, have two beautiful daughters and pretty much living the life I always imagined. My older daughter is in Kindergarten this year. She’s involved in a slew of activities outside of school. I’ve met lots of other moms along my journey and I wonder how Brinley perceives us all. Does she just think we’re all old? Does she think we’re all the same age? I know for a fact that she has friends who’s parents are almost 20 years older than I am. She also has friends who’s parents are younger than I am, though not by much. I’d agree that I’m probably one of the younger moms but that doesn’t seem to have any effect on my relationships with other moms I meet, younger or older.
I hear quite a bit that I’m so young or just getting started but other than some years, I have a lot in common with the moms that are 5, 10 and even 20 years older than me. We all have kids the same age and that is the equalizer. Our age… it’s nothing but a number.