I get it, not every college student loves their mom. Most are ecstatic to leave their parents and have some independence when they move away from home.
And those things were true for me; I was so excited to move away and have some freedom, but I also knew I would miss my mom as well as the rest of my family.
You'll call her more than you ever thought you would.
High school me: mom stop calling me. I’m busy leave me alone College me: Hi mom stop ignoring my calls I know we… https://t.co/dJx0sJwSyS— Jenna Jagow (@Jenna Jagow) 1537300614.0
Remember when you first got your phone and you were so annoyed by your parents' incessant calls and texts? Get ready for a Freaky Friday moment, because I suddenly was the one inundating my mom's phone with calls and texts.
(Ironically, I saw this tweet and immediately sent it to my mom...)
She'll be the first one you call when something good happens.
Yeah, in high school she was probably the absolute last person on your list of priority people to call when you ace an interview or get a leading role in the school musical. But it wasn't that big of a deal, because you'd see her when you got home that night anyway and could tell her then when she inevitably interrogated you about your day. If you are living on campus, you might not see her for a few weeks, and you can't save all of that information. So you'll call her first. Even if you don't mean to.
You’ll actually tell her when you skipped class or got a zero on a homework assignment. Apparently, this isn’t high school anymore.
Yeah, I know, this one's a little out of reach. But I've skipped one class in my time at college, and it didn't end well for me because I missed an in-class assignment that could only be completed (you guessed it) in class. So, I got my first zero and it tanked my grade. And I told her about it with tears streaming down my face.
In high school, if I ever got below a B on a homework assignment, I'd be hiding it from my parents like it was murder. But for some reason those standards your parents have for you drop in college. I was expected to get all A's in high school, and now I'm just expected to pass my classes. Weird.
Somehow, you'll grow closer than you did when you were living at home.
Like I said earlier, you don't appreciate what you have till it's gone. When I lived at home I was so easily annoyed simply by my mom's presence, and now I'm so excited for her to come to campus for lunch or getting to go home for a weekend. Something about not seeing her every day makes the time you spend together so much sweeter.
