I had a tough time last week.
It was the girls’ first week of four-year old preschool. I wasn’t emotional about that…but rather about the realization that this is their last year of preschool. This time next year, I’ll be walking them into KINDERGARTEN. Gulp.
That’s a full year away, though, so while it is incredulous, I didn’t allow myself to dwell on it.
The kicker was that I was due to drop off things for the semi-annual consignment sale. In addition to a trunk-load of clothes, it was time to bid farewell to the girls’ crib bedding AND my trusty diaper bag. Double gulp.
Don’t get me wrong…I don’t miss the days of packing that ginormous bag full of diapers and wipes and changes of clothes…but that bag was faithfully by my side during the girls’ entire first three years. It saw vacations, visits to the doctor, play dates, and parks. I half considered hanging onto it, as it’s a rough-and-tumble member of our family. I finally convinced myself that I have plenty of other bags, though, and I don’t really need the little elastic holders for bottles anymore.
The girls’ bedding was also emotional. I remember having such fun shopping for just the perfect quilt set when I was pregnant. I knew then that I would probably only ever be shopping for crib bedding once in my life, so I made sure to enjoy the process.
I remember laboriously ironing the dust ruffles, and then trying to direct Hubby to get them in place, just right.
I remember tying on the bumpers with pretty little bows…only to take them down not long after the girls started sleeping in their cribs, after I learned that bumpers were no longer recommended.
Sigh. What sweet, sweet memories.
I got myself together, motivated by the money I hope to earn from the sale, which I plan to put towards iPads for the girls (!!!).
A couple of days ago, I finally got myself in gear to order the girls’ big-girl bedding. We’d looked together at several sets on online, but that has been a while ago now. I decided to make the final decision myself…and I’m hoping to surprise them with their new room in the new house!
While the sweet spot in my heart is still tender at thoughts of my diaper bag and crib bedding, my mind is racing with what fun things I can do to finish off the girls’ room. The bedding is en route, and I have plans for a ribbon wreath for their door. I want to buy little lamps for their nightstands, and I need to re-mat some artwork for their walls. I’d like to paint a canvas for them, too…if I can make the time over the next couple of weeks.
I’ve been focused on the fun of decorating, but it occurs to me that this is a much larger feeling.
Our precious girls are such a blessing to us, and we’re doing our very best to enjoy each and every day (if not each and every moment). Time passes before our eyes, and there’s nothing we can do to change that. We just try to be present in the moment, recognizing that those moments don’t last long. While it’s sometimes bittersweet to reach a new milestone, there’s so much to look forward to in the future.
It’s trite but true: life’s a journey, not a destination. Enjoy the ironing, appreciate the weight of the bag on your shoulder. Tomorrow will hold something new and exciting. And you’ll always have the memories of yesterday, made sweeter by the fact that they are, ultimately, fleeting.