Really....how did we get here?

Sometimes, in the mundane drag of all the little details of ordinary life as a mom, time whizzes by so quickly that occasionally you are not sure how you got from point A to B.

For me, it is never the big historic moments....though those are lovely to!. It is rarely the first day of preschool, the last day of the crib, the day you get to toss all the binkys away or the day they first swim without floaties. For me the more epic moments come when you boldly see in one moment that you are at a point of change.

I have spent the past 5 years with diapers, bottles, binkys, swings, strollers, carriers, swaddlers, swings, little shoes, packs of wipes in every conceivable place and bottles upon bottles of sanitizer. Yesterday, Luke and I were running a plethora of errands and I opened the back of car and there were bags of baseballs, batting helmets, bats, cleats and of course the smelly boy/man smell of post-sporting event nature. In that moment, it hit me that there had been a shift, there was no longer always going to be strollers, diaper bags, bags of half eaten Cheerios or travel potties in my back seat. We were moving closer to sports equipment bags, smelly uniforms , an endless supply of dirty socks, baseball hats, soccer cleats and crumpled school papers.

A little bittersweet, but certainly more sweet than bitter for me...Jon may have other opinions as his baby hormones continue to rage. More than anything though there is a feeling of gratitude, so glad that I took the leap and gave up the "big career" so I could stay at home and "be bored"(oh, how naive I was) with these little boys. Never a dull moment!