And Just Like That, Everything is Different

"Time and tide waits for no man." - Chaucer

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In less than 2 weeks I will be the mother of two adults. HOLY SHIT. How did this happen?

Yep, next month Adolpha—the baby—will turn 18. You might remember that she and Gomer share a birthday so that means Gomer will be 20. Both of these numbers seem BIG to me.

Adolpha will be a legal adult. I’ll have to get her permission to continue to handle all of her medical shit. We’ll have to find her new adult doctors and see if they have some ideas about her health. I’m actually looking forward to that part, because I’m hoping we’ll find Dr. House and he’ll figure out that back in 2019 she stepped on a weird bug and it bit her and instead of making her a radioactive superhero, it made her super sick, but there’s a cure and Dr. House has free samples of it. She’s also pissed off because she won’t turn 18 until a few days after the election making her ineligible to vote.

Gomer will officially leave his teenage years behind. Eighteen might be a legal adult, but 20 feels like a REAL adult to me. I mean I still pay his bills and pick up his prescriptions, but he could be on his own now. Like, my mom and dad got married when they were 20. That’s insane. That boy—I mean young man—can’t be married yet. He just broke his phone AGAIN last week and I had to take it get repaired because he’d double booked himself because, wait for it, his phone was broken and he couldn’t access his calendar.

And then I’m wondering if I’m feeling these birthdays because I’m making it all about ME.