Time Flies...

Crazy sometimes, the way time flies.  We go through this life, day by day, step by step, minute by minute.  Sometimes, much of the time, it feels as if the minutes just drag into hours and the hours drag into days.  It feels like the same thing day after day - the same battles, the same fight - the good fight yes, but a fight nonetheless.  And then one day you stop and really look at your life and realize - WOAH - how time flies...how things change.

James had his preschool advancement ceremony tonight - he advanced from 4K to 5K.  He has one more year of preschool and he's off to Kindergarten.  How did THAT happen?  How is he suddenly reading, and writing his name, and going to school and for the most part...LIKING it?

My babies blow me away.  I call them my babies, even though they're not babies anymore.  They're growing, thriving children.  They're nothing more than little people, becoming who they are meant to be.  It's hard to remember sometimes that I'm merely their guide.  It's my job to make sure they grow up knowing how to be kind, fair and good.  It's my job to teach them right from wrong, teach them how to treat people, and how to treat themselves.  

It's hard to be a Mom.  Really I just want to be their friend.  I know that's not fair to them at this point - but it's really hard to find the balance.  I've heard it said "I'm your mother, not your friend..." but I still have a hard time with that.  The hardest thing for me I think, is that I don't understand the plight of the sibling.  I'm an only child - so I don't get the sibling thing.  I don't understand the constant bickering.  I don't get the way they can hate each other one moment and love on each other the next.  I try to wrap my brain around it but it's just not something I can understand.  Sometimes it feels as if I'm just along for the ride.  The funny thing is - even when the ride makes me want to tear my hair out...I don't want this ride to end.  I'm so happy being their Mom, yes even when I don't understand them.  I'm so blessed to have them both in my life - my number one girl, and my sweet sweet boy.  I am thankful every day for them, even when I don't understand them or the dynamic they possess within their relationship.

Life has thrown me a few curves, without question.  I've managed to dodge a few bullets, but I've been nailed by a few as well.  The one thing that keeps me sane even when I question my own sanity - is them.  My kiddos.  My babies.  My reason.  They blow me away.  I remember clearly the day that each of them came into my life...and my what a ride it has been.  My oh my...how the time does fly.

Cherish every moment, for the moments will have a tendency to disappear before your very eyes.  One minute you're rocking them to sleep at 2am - the next thing you know they're reading, writing, learning, living, becoming. 

What a bittersweet blink it is.