I am not the adult you are looking for

who are you calling an adultThe NaBloPoMo prompt of the day is: What is the moment that you leave childhood and enter adulthood?

I have no idea.

I know I’m an adult because I have adult responsibilities that I am reasonably successful with. But I don’t *feel* like an adult. At least I don’t think so. What does adult feel like? All I know is I feel like me. And I am seventeen.

Although I don’t feel like an adult, I can identify the moment I realized I actually am an adult with no turning back since it was fairly recently. It was not in the deeper moments you might expect. It was not when I moved out of my parents house. In fact, that was probably the LEAST adult moment in my life. It was not when I graduated from college, although putting myself through school, living with my (now) husband, and working like a dog through it all made me think I was an adult. Which I got over by the time I got married, which did not make me feel like an adult. Buying a house was kinda close, but not really. It was not when I found out I was pregnant with either of my kids, or when I gave birth to those beautiful little bundles. It was not when I suddenly lost my grandmother – my best friend.

The first time I realized I was an adult and not seventeen was the first time we left a seventeen-year-old to watch our children. (Who is GREAT, by the way). Prior to that, for the most part, we had only left our children with our parents. It doesn’t get any more adult then our parents, right!? They are the REAL adults in this situation.

I mean, it’s one thing to *be* an adult and to *do* adult things. But it seems like feeling like an adult should be different. Heavy. Burdened.

So now I’m wondering, what does it mean to actually FEEL like an adult? Do I actually want to know? Tell me what you think!

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Elaine GriffinElaine Griffin (a.k.a. Laine) is a freelance WordPress designer, content creator, and speaker. She brings her background as a sociologist, advocate, and educator, to her work and her writing, which has been featured on BlogHer and The SITS Girls. On The Laine List she spills her guts about life, motherhood, and balancing work and family. She also sprinkles in some fun recipe and cocktail posts. On Elaine Griffin Designs, she writes easy to follow tutorials about WordPress, social media, SEO, and blogging.
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  1. MichellePetit says

    LOL Good question! I still don’t know what feeling adult means, either. In fact, I can’t believe I’m 40! No wait.. I’m 41? When did that happen?

    Actually, my oldest daughter will be 17 tomorrow, and that’s making me feel old. Is that the same as feeling adult?

    I sometimes screen calls from my mom. She makes me feel like a child every single time. I’m absurdly pleased with myself whenever I do or say something she praises me for. *sigh* I don’t think I’ll ever feel like an adult!

    Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

  2. KateSpringer says

    It’s like asking me to identify what I want for lunch. I can’t put my finger on it if you ask me “What do you want for lunch?” But I will know it if I see it. Shortstop!!! Yes! I want that for lunch! I don’t know what an adult is, but I know other adults when I see them, I just can’t relate because I equate being and adult with maturity and I have none of that.

  3. myalienbody says

    Great post, Laine! I’ve felt like an adult since I was a teenager. I had less than adult-like parents, and a very tense childhood. I’ve had to retrieve them from bars and bail them out of jail (once each)…as a teenager. I left their house at 16 and never went back. That didn’t end the need to be THE adult in the room, but eventually it all worked out. After having kids myself I think I regressed and tap into more childish behavior now because it’s just too damn much fun! :-) And by that I mean just being a bit more carefree, embarrassing my teenagers…that kind of thing. 😉

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