How Did It All Go So Fast?
People tell you when you have kids, “Don’t blink. They’ll be all grown up before you know it.”
While in the throes of the terrible twos as they were throwing themselves on the floor at the store and screaming at the top of their lungs, or telling me that a science project is due while I was putting them to bed, or screaming at me because ‘I just don’t understand’- it didn’t seem so fast. But my son is graduating 8th grade this year and my daughter is about to be a senior in high school and I find myself standing in the calm after the storm wondering how it all happened so fast. I see flashes of my daughter sitting in her car seats, singing along with the radio, or putting on all of the make up in my Mary Kay kit that was for women of African decent- from head to toe, asking me “Mommy, are you haaaappy?”And now she is a self sufficient woman- making her own car payments and paying insurance and talking about college…..making me laugh with questionable jokes.
Or my son racing around on his bike with his giant helmeted head and little tiny body and his arm in a cast. (There was no stopping him) Or sliding down the carpeted stairs in his footy pajamas, learning a new song at school, “Hey Mr. Knickerbocker- boppity bop…” Now he’s towering over me and speaking to me in a deeper voice that I don’t recognize and looking at me with the same big brown eyes…
One one hand, I’m breathing a sigh of relief. I raised them to this point and they LIVED! AND- no one has had to see a therapist…..yet. On the other hand, I want them to go back to 2…..