Recently I have been struck by how fast this is all going. This raising children thing. I feel like if I blink my kids will be grown and gone.
I watched Clare, my oldest, walk into school yesterday for the second half of Kindergarten. She walked in confidently with a smile on her face like she owned the place, looking so grown up. She is a couple months away from being six years old. SIX YEARS OLD. Where did these past years go?
And then I look at these two, growing and changing into two independent, very different little girls. I was making a calendar for 2012 and on their birthday I had to write "Jane and Sydney are 5!" What?! How is that possible? I remember finding out I was having twins like it was yesterday.
Graham is changing daily. My baby. If it weren't for pictures and such, I wouldn't remember what he looked like two months ago, much less what he was doing. He will be running around here in no time, and crawling even before that. The next thing I know HE will be starting kindergarten (and then I will probably really lose it!!!)
And that's all of them. Not that I want more children. No, I have my hands full with the four that I have. Just some days I want it to slow down. Truth be told, there are days that I want everything to speed up and just get to bedtime, but when I look back at the big picture, those days seems to fade into the background. I want to remember Clare as a sweet little newborn baby, Jane and Sydney sleeping together in the same crib. But now those moments are just distant memories.
It's not that I want to start over. No, I wouldn't go back to the infant twin stage for anything. I just can't believe how fast this is going. This, the most important thing I will ever do, is flying by. Everyone tells us to savor every moment because it goes so fast. Man, they aren't lying.