It seems the closer I get to 40 the harder it is to sleep at night. I have 2 years to go but I can still feel that milestone creeping up on me. I think that there is something about 3AM that makes your mind go to some crazy places. I remember when I was younger if I woke up in the middle of the night it was creepy monsters, when I finally had children it was making sure they were still breathing, and now it is worrying about all the stuff that comes along with having a 12-year-old and 14-year-old. My oldest daughter, Roxy, is going to high school in the fall. This is a big deal for her and well, for me too. For me it is accepting the fact we only have 4 more years and then it is off to college. She will be getting her driver’s license, going to dances, and doing all the fun stuff high school offers. It is also a time to worry. You hear so many horrible things in the news that you can’t help but want to keep them home. It doesn’t help our high school situation is a little different.

Not only is Roxy going to high school but she is going to an elite magnet program for Botany and Agriculture Science at a high school 45 minutes away. In addition to worrying about all the typical high school stuff I have to worry about other things. High school is hard enough without the added stress of going to new school where you don’t know a soul in a town that is 45 minutes away. I let this be her decision and while I am proud of the choice she made, I am still worried for her. How will she cope? Will the classes be too hard? Will she make friends? These are lovely questions to have running through your head at 3AM.

My daughter has her head on her shoulders better than I do. The motor went up in my moms car about 5 months ago. Roxy decided that instead of buying a new car when she got her license she would have a new motor put in my moms old car so the money she saved could go on college books. Her idea was even if she gets a scholarship it doesn’t mean it will pay for books and books are expensive. People say ” Rebelle, she has such a good head on her shoulders! Why are you so worried?” A lot can happen in 4 years. I just try to get through one day at a time and pray I get her through it without some teenage boy screwing it up, her screwing it up, or some huge catastrophe that screws it up.

Having kids is hard. There is so much to think about and so much to consider. I want them to be happy and successful. I want to not worry so much. I think I want someone to say this will be okay, we will make it through fine. I guess though, no one can really say that because no one knows. So until the next 4 years are over I have a feeling I will be staying up late a lot. Worrying, waiting for her to come home from a date, prom, etc, crying with her over her first broken heart and the many to come, and celebrating each milestone. I guess I am in for a jittery ride.

Do any of you have kids in high school? If so how do you cope with the worry and the issues your kids face? I would love to hear from you in the comments! Any advice would be welcome.

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Bobbie is a handbag addict who has a passion for product reviews, tech, and food. Her first loves are her daughters, Dakotah and Alianna. Her second loves are bacon and coffee. Lots of bacon and coffee.