I Feel Old!

Today, Oldest Kid turns 9 years old.

Where the hell did that time go?

Seriously, it seems like just yesterday that I went into labor with the little squirt, petrified of the pain and all that jazz, worried he'd be really small because he was 3 weeks early, and worried I'd have to settle for my MIL as my labor coach, because Hubby was working out of town and my mother was a basketcase. Thank goodness, Hubby made it in time and Oldest Kid was a little 5lbs. 13oz., but healthy as can be. Oh, and it labor wasn't all that bad with him. Now, my daughter, she's another story, but I digress...

I just can't seem to wrap my mind around the fact that I have a 9 year old child. Yes, I know how old I am...I know the numbers add up and all that. But, holy crap, I have a child that will be shooting a gun in 3 years (12 years old in WI). He'll be driving a car in 7 years. And I'll have to worry about girls somewhere in the middle. It's just...unfathomable. I mean...I certainly don't feel old enough to have had a child almost a decade ago.

Gawd. It's pretty freakin' depressing. I mean...I'm a mom. And not a young one anymore either. For cripes sake, my kid is halfway to gone and I feel like he just got here. Sigh.

I can only imagine how I'm going to feel next year when he turns 10. It'll be worse than turning 30 myself, I just know it. :(

Mom or not, do you ever take a step back, look at your life, and disbelieve that it's your own? Do you ever have a hard time grasping the reality of your age and how much time has gone by since you were actually as young as you feel you are? Reassure me, people!!

Oh where, oh where...

Has my little life gone? Oh where, oh where, could she be? :(

Seriously, what the heck is going on around here? My alternate life in cyberspace has nearly completely disappeared. I mean, I am hanging on by a teensy weensy little thread here. I feel entirely out of the loop. I haven't logged onto forums I used to "haunt" religiously. I obviously haven't been blogging (as you can tell). Needless to say, I haven't written a single word (of fiction, for leisure) in God only knows how long. Gah. Just...gah.

The thing that gets me is that fall is my absolute favorite time of the year and it's almost come and gone right before my eyes (I live in Northern WI, y'all--I saw snow flakes floating around a couple days ago). I LOVE to write in this kind of weather. I feel most inspired to do so when it's cool and fresh outside. Granted I usually prefer to write more...goody-two-shoes kinda romance in the fall (the whole nurture/nesting thing, I guess), but, hey, something would be better than nothing, right?

But, alas, there's not point in doting on things I can't change and right now I can't change to fact that school, work, kids and "real life" have got me completely...well, tangled up. :P I don't know if I'm coming or going lately. And, at the moment, I'm sick. With the normal cold/congestion crud notorious for popping up this time of year. I feel like I've been in a fog for like...the past three months. Okay, so maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but seriously...I've been quite dazed and confused for a good week.

Sigh. There's that pointless doting again, huh? Time to quit, right? :(

I'll change the subject by asking what you all have been doing lately. I haven't been blog hopping in forever, so how about throwing me a bone and just filling me in here? Pretty please...