Parenting is a two-way street. It’s not only my girls I’m parenting. I have some learning and growing up to do too.
Five airports, three hotels, thousands of miles, two car rentals, five college tours later, we got back home at 1am on Saturday morning.
I was tired and sleepwalked through the day.
Neal and I went to N.Haven to return the rental car and took the opportunity to go and sit at our favorite Mexican restaurant. Yes, there were margueritas involved. We needed this down time but, of course, we still got to talking about . . . well, the girls and colleges.
The thing about having twins is that there’s no dress rehearsal.
For those of you who have heard me saying this before, I apologize for being repetitive. What can I say though? They do everything together . . . or, almost together. This togetherness can be a blessing and a curse.
For Neal and me, it’s been sink or swim. We’re raising two first-born children . . . in every possible way:-)
As for the girls, they can’t wait to get away from our little town and each other, and experience the world alone! I understand. After all, who am I to talk? I crossed an ocean to find myself.
Back to the college visits. They were an education. So far, we’ve visited big state schools, small liberal arts schools, and some in between. Everyone’s comfort level has tested, and we’ve learned a thing or two about each other and ourselves.
Elinor surprised herself by feeling attracted to a larger school than she thought she’d be comfortable in.
Anastasia, on the other hand, went against her grain and fell in love with a more intimate, liberal arts school.
They both experienced the distance from home and tested their boundaries. Along the way, we talked, argued, laughed, ate some great food, had the chance to spend time with friends, walked until we dropped, and experienced three seasons within a week’s time.
As for me, I definitely came up against my comfort level which, to be honest, surprised me. I thought this was going to be about the girls, but, surprise! It turns out I too have a thing or two to process. Silly me.
Some of the questions I had to consider:
— How attached am I really to my comfort level? Comfort levels can become pretty limiting if
we don’t watch.
— How do I remain open to new ideas and situations while staying true to myself?
— How do I know when to step in and when to butt out? This is about the girls after all.
As the days went on, I had to keep reminding myself of what I try to teach my daughters.
— All I can do is do my best – based on my experience and what’s in front of me.
— Stay in the moment and don’t project too far ahead. I can get lost.
— Believe that life will work things out in much better ways that my mind tells me.
— Fear isn’t always truth or facts based.
— Trust the process.
— I have to stop taking myself too seriously.
— Accept I’m biased when it comes to the people I love.
— As a parent, I still have a lot to learn. Actually, there are times that I miss the point . . . totally.
— Letting go is a daily practice.
— Get ready to be surprised.
— Count my blessings for all the goodness in my life.
I’m pretty sure this won’t be the last time you’ll hear from me about this process. Until next time, be well, and don’t forget to use your sense of humor. Oh, that’s another thing I learned during this trip.
In addition to her work with individual clients, Yota speaks and writes on mindful living, overcoming self-doubt, and the art of letting go.
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