I want to take a moment to apologize for the chaos that has become our daily lives. I know you’re navigating one of the toughest phases of your life, and instead of focusing solely on your challenges, we’re knee-deep in diaper changes, sleepless nights with the newest addition, and the delightful whirlwind that is your three-year-old sibling.
I’m sorry that when you’re seeking help with your homework, we’re in the thick of the bath-time battle, which often involves toddler meltdowns worthy of an Oscar. I regret that instead of being fully present at your soccer games, our attention is split between cheering you on and chasing after a little one determined to explore every muddy puddle in sight.
I apologize for the times you’re trying to impress girls or just enjoy some grown-up conversation, only to be interrupted by your toddler sibling shouting the same question repeatedly at the top of her lungs. I’m sorry that every time you seek our attention, the baby suddenly decides it’s the perfect moment to cry.
When you first wanted to drive, I didn’t trust you with the little ones in the car, which meant it took longer than anticipated to get those driving hours in. I’m sorry we can’t pick you up from the train station more often; we’re either busy settling your little brother, feeding him, or we’ve inadvertently dozed off waiting for your message. I apologize for forgetting what time your game is on Sunday — honestly, I haven’t had a full night’s sleep in over a year!
I’m sorry that during family discussions, you have a tiny audience echoing our wisdom. I regret the frequent morning and evening interruptions when your sibling bursts into your room yelling, “Time to wake up!”
Instead of surfing the waves with you, we’re busy on the beach constructing sandcastles and preventing the little ones from consuming copious amounts of sand. Instead of catching the latest blockbuster with you, we’ve been stuck watching animated movies that, frankly, I’d rather skip.
I recognize that you’re tired of sharing your space with toddlers and babies and just want to chill in your teenage lair, but I must say this:
I’m not sorry for the joy you bring to your little brother and sister when you walk through the door. I’m not sorry that your sister asks me every five minutes where you are, and she always seems to know — work, school, football, or hanging out with friends. I’m not sorry that your siblings look up to you and adore you.
I’m not sorry that you rarely get to sleep in past nine o’clock because they can’t wait to hang out with you. I’m not sorry that you have to share your birthday, as you’ll always celebrate it with your brother. I’m not sorry I have tons of pictures of you being an amazing big brother, because it’s heartwarming to see.
I’m not sorry for the responsibilities we place on you, as it shows us how much we trust you. I’m not sorry that you get to relive your childhood while hanging out with your little siblings, because you look pretty cool doing it!
I’m not sorry your little sister took her first steps toward you, or that you’re gaining valuable insights into parenting that will make you an even better dad someday. I’m not sorry you’re growing into a better person along the way, as their eyes are always watching, and you’re setting a great example.
As you continue to grow into a young man, we want you to know how proud we are of you. Your patience as a loving son and devoted big brother doesn’t go unnoticed. These years can be tricky for both teens and parents, so thank you for your love and understanding.
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In the end, we’re grateful for your acceptance of our imperfect love.
Sincerely,
Your slightly frazzled but very proud parent