Archive | October, 2015

Nine Years In and All Is Well

6 Oct

I never thought these words would come out of my mouth…. Here I go….my children are growing up way too fast.

 It’s really starting to hit me, actually slap me in the face that my babies aren’t babies anymore. They aren’t even toddlers or preschoolers. They are school aged kids! The twins are 5 and a half and in Kindergarten and HB is 9 and in 4th grade. For me this is the sweet spot of motherhood. Some people adore babies. They say that they are so easy and sweet. I find babies to be complex and terrifying. The lack of communication scares the daylight savings out of me. When I have a newborn my inner dialog goes something like this twenty four seven “Are they cold, are they hot, are they hungry, are they sick, what time is it, where am I, is this phase over yet?!” The toddler years get better for me because at least they can scream and throw things at me to tell me what they want and need. Preschool years keep looking up as they go to school for a couple of hours a day and sleep is actually a consistent reality. 

Now, Kindergarten. I have to say that it is wonderful. All 3 kids can dress themselves, buckle into their own booster seats, and go to the bathroom on their own. They can sit through a movie in the theater, they can be left alone in the other room while I take a shower or make dinner most of the time. 

No diapers, no high hairs, no changes of clothes, no sippy cups, no blankies, no baby bjorns, no strollers. All of the gear has been traded off for bike helmets, soccer cleats, Barbie dolls, chapter books, and costumes. 

I’m loving this phase. Watching them play sports and perform in shows. Seeing them excel in school, make friends, and bond as siblings. This is the golden age of being a mom if you ask me. No two year old tantrums and no teenage angst. The problem is that just as the baby years are behind me, soon these years will be over too. I wish I could bottle them up just as they are and keep it this way forever. I suppose all I can do is try to drink in every moment I have with them. Hold their hands and cuddle them tight while they still let me. Savor the time that I have with them during these years. Because before I know it I will be writing a blog post about the trials and tribulations of having three teenagers and how I remember the good old days. Or maybe I will be whining and crying about how I lost my mind and had a fourth baby just when things were looking golden. One never really knows.

xoxo
  

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