Jealousy

Sometimes you want to be someone else for a day.  Your life could be great.  Natural curiosity makes you wonder what it would be like to be that person who seems to have a great life.

There are so many movies with this plot.  'The Change-Up' and 'Freaky Friday' are a few. 

You are jealous of what they have.   Or at least what you think they have.

What if you are jealous of your own children? 

They get to run and jump.  I cannot do this anymore.  I have to wear sneakers with good arch support just to walk as close to normal as I can get.  They also get to spend more time with daddy than you do.  Part of me is very happy that they are so close.  Another part of me wants to shove them to the side and say, "Look at me.  Look at me."  I do not do this because I know that I am being silly.  I know my husband loves me but sometimes I want him all to  myself.

Then reality hits. 

I would not want to re-live the hormones, homework, and all the other childhood challenges?  Even if it meant escaping pain for a little while.  I remember the hell I went through.  Or at least the hell I imagined I was going through. I would not want to relive anything because I would not have my kids.

Life is funny because you cannot wait to be an adult.  When you become an adult and you want to be a child.