Seeing everyone’s first day of school pictures and Facebook posts about their kid’s milestones, like starting pre-K or heading off to college, is a very real reminder that things change, kids grow, and time keeps clicking by. I’ve already warned my husband to be prepared for a mini mental breakdown on my son’s 7th birthday. 5 was a huge milestone, as was his heading off to Kindergarten, but then 6 sort of happened in the middle of it all with not much fanfare. Seven though, seven seems very far away from him being my baby.
I held it together for the most part this fall, with my son starting 1st grade and my daughter starting at a new pre-school. I did have one weird moment though, during my son’s hour-long open house. His teacher had put together a display about the books that the class would read this year, and “Nate the Great” caught my eye. I immediately began to tear up. I started incessantly talking to my husband in order to stop the water works who found it hilarious that this seemingly mundane activity could cause me to lose my shit.
There was just something about seeing that book that reminded me of just how quick it all goes by. I vividly remember loving “Nate the Great” and now here I was walking my baby–my six year old little boy, around his class room where he would be reading that book. How can that be? Thoughts like that then translate into me thinking about how fast time actually goes by and how much he has grown in such a short amount of time, and then the tears start… You get the picture.
I know it’s not healthy and I don’t do it all the time, but as summer comes to a close and the school year is off and running, it feels like the passage of time is all up in my face. I had such an amazing summer with my kids, ages 6 and 3. It’s hard saying goodbye knowing we won’t get it back exactly the same way. But, if I’ve learned anything from this trippy experience we call motherhood, it’s that nothing lasts forever and change is an essential part of life. So, deep breaths…bring on fall!