They Grow Up Too Fast

I love the country song Don't Blink by Kenny Chesney.  There's a line in it that says "Don't blink, you just might miss your babies growing like mine did".  I'm finding that's true.

On July 11, my oldest will be four.  Four! That's how long I was in high school, that's how long my husband and I were married before we got pregnant with him! Of course he thinks he's grown.  I don't know how many times a day I hear "I'll do it myself", or "I'm a big boy".  He no longer needs pull-ups during the day, he's in a grown up bed, he drinks out of grown up cups, and now he thinks he can wipe his own little bottom. (That didn't turn out to good by the way).  I love seeing him grow up and learning how to do things, watching his mind figure things out.  But at the same time I realize he used to need me for these little things and now he doesn't.  In another year he'll be starting kindergarten! That's a day I'm not looking forward to.  We drive by the elementary school whenever we leave the house and I see all those little kids out there playing and I just know once he's turned loose in those kids I'll never see him again!  Connor's excited about going to school, he can't wait.  But I think that's because every time we drive by the school, he sees the kids out on the playground, so to him that's what school is, playing.

On June 22, my youngest will be one.  A whole year has gone by and it's felt like a few weeks.  In the past twelve months Kenny has learned how to smile, babble, grab, laugh, crawl, feed himself, hold his own drink, clap, put things in buckets, and now walking.  Last night I was putting sheets on Connor's bed.  I turned around to tuck them in at the bottom and Kenny was on his feet just booking it across the floor.  I counted about five quick steps before he lost his balance, fell and started clapping.  He was so proud of himself! I helped him back to his feet and took another four steps.  It won't be much longer before he's running around with Connor.








It seems that in a few short more weeks, they'll both be in school, then they'll be teenagers, then they'll be in college and adults and have their own lives.  But I'll always be their momma.  I know from experience you never get passed needing your mother.  My husband and I both still need out mom's.  So I'll always be here for them whenever they need anything.  But I wish sometimes I could slow down time and enjoy them being little just a little bit longer.