I'm aware ever so much more as the days pass that time is fleeting. I can't believe how big the big kids are getting... shoe sizes larger than life, long limbs and faces thin and grown-up.
I look from the almost three-month old baby's round soft new face into the gaze of an almost grown child, already fourteen. All in one minute I am young and old, happy and sad... proud and scared.
Always, I'm just a little lost.
The cousins drew chalk pictures on Nana's sidewalk this past weekend. They talked about their favorite bands and kept the little kids busy. They ate too much chocolate. It was such a beautiful day and relaxed weekend. I didn't want to come home.
It's been crazy here lately. Three doctor visits this week for Morgan's back -- insurance hassles -- errands to run -- bills to pay -- piano recital this weekend -- the daily craziness of two little ones and not enough wipes and diapers to go around. I've been feeling floppish in the homeschool category lately -- which makes for very unbloggy feelings.
And I did mention I was busy, right?
I keep wondering when -- if ever -- I can be a blogger again? The blog is so back seat lately... even if my mind is still churning out blog posts that will never see the light of day. It's getting the time to merge fingers, thoughts, and photos together in one moment that makes a blog post public. Those coordinated occasions are unlikely with my current family dynamic: teen, tween, toddler and tiny baby.
That's part of my new tagline. Like it? One of every flavor.
These are my ... Prodigious Times.
Monumental. Chocked full. Crowded. Complicated. Singular. Remarkable. And I'm quite certain: Unforgettable.
I find that I'm marveling as much as I'm mad lately. We skate from toddler crisis to explosive baby moment... lunge from teen temper flare-up to tween hormone melt-down. I have the gamut of parenthood possibilities: the complete age range of children under one roof.
I'm sure there will be much wisdom gained if we all live to tell the story one day. Until then, I'm enjoying the moments (most of the time)... and trying to remember to get the camera out.
3 comments:
You are so wise to pay attention to the fact that time that is fleeting. It is. And we have to make the most of it.
It must be quite something to have children of all ages in your home at one time! You deserve a big bar of chocolate or something (maybe a night of sleep).
I know how you feel composing posts you don't have time to write. But in the end we won't look back and wish we had blogged more. Keep loving those kiddos :)
Beautiful words. I too have been really trying to notice how fleeting the days seem with my big girls. BLess you, Christa
I'm not quite sure how I stumbled on this post tonight, but I'm glad I did.
I can SO identify with having such a range of ages at home - our five are 17, 14, 12, 10, and 3. I have one kid getting her license and taking the SAT, another child refusing to potty train. And yet another (or two) navigating earlier teen years and a son just on the cusp of needing "the talk." It's insanity here. I either feel guilty about robbing the older ones of my time or grateful for having the youngest to rediscover the world with. Never an in-between, always extremes.
I just want to reach out and give you a virtual hug, from one mom in this situation to another, and let you know I totally feel your pain!
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