Well, it’s official. My oldest child has her drivers license. My initial reaction was completely split; excited for the help with carpool but scared to death because she’s actually on the road by herself.
But, later it hit me even harder and I had a completely new realization. This is the first step toward her independence. Meaning that now she doesn’t need us nearly as much. She’s not dependent on us to get places anymore. I have a feeling that her transition to adulthood is going to be hard for me but I suspect that this is the case for most mothers with their first born.
*The second pic is when she left for her first drive by herself. Sniff, sniff.