He passed at the end of last week, and I’ve barely seen him since. We spent SO many hours together over the last few months so he could practice in his car, we have some lovely talks when it’s just the 2 of us. It’s half term here so he’s off with his mates and his girlfriend, driving around, parking up somewhere like you do when you’re 17 and have literally not a care in the world!
AIBU to feel like this is the beginning of the end? Before you know it he’ll have finished his A levels, gotten a job and be moving out!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m so proud of him, and I remember what it was like to suddenly have this freedom, and a licence to go wherever you want, whenever you want. I don’t think my parents missed me this much, but maybe they did - I’ll have to ask them 😂
Also I’m now worried about him constantly. I have to stop myself tracking his location whenever he’s driving. I’m terrified he’s going to have an accident. I know he’s a very good driver, but also he’s just a normal kid, in a car with his mates, probably wanting to show off!! This might be the scariest parenting stage yet, and in a few years I’ll be doing it all over again with DS2!