Transitions can be hard.
Little things seem enormous when the babies that once slept peacefully on your shoulder grow and change right before your very eyes.
And forget about the mom guilt. It doesn’t matter if you work full time, part time, or stay at home. I’ve spent the past six years making sure that I didn’t miss a beat (even while I worked part time), and still the little changes feel large and life changing.
Kids grow. They learn, laugh, play, and cry…and all the while they grow up. As much as we might want to freeze time or screenshot every moment, they just keep moving forward.
It’s exciting and fun and fills you with pride, but is also brings tears and longing. Because the truth is that each little milestone is a big step toward independence. And while we might take pride in each moment, big and small, we also know that they are separating. They are doing what we helped them to do, and yet we want them to stay by our sides.
It’s up and down, this parenting gig. Highs and lows are everywhere – and the feelings are simply overwhelming. Rolling waves on the mighty Pacific have nothing on the give and take of letting go and moving forward when what you really want to do is hold them close forever and ever.
But…we have to let go. In tiny steps, with tears hidden beneath smiles, we have to let go.
And don’t even get me started on Riley’s loose tooth…I am so not ready for big teeth, my friends.
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