I have reflected a lot lately on how fast kids grow up. There is a boy from our ward that is at BYU... when we moved into this ward he was in Primary... I have never lived in one place for this long in my life and it is so odd to be watching these kids grow up right in front of my eyes. I don't feel old enough to have a 13 year old and be thinking that in two short years he will be getting his learners permit. Or that this summer I'll have not one, but two kids that will attend camps (Scout and YW's camp), and starting next year we'll have Youth Conference to fit into the summer schedule as well.
We have had so many new families move into our ward lately, and I realize that they don't know me as the young mom that I still feel like in many ways. They see me as an older mom without any toddlers or babies at home anymore. It is like making a new identity for myself as I realize what I used to identify myself as for so many years is no longer what I am.
I do miss the days of staying at home in our pj's and playing with toys and not having a schedule all the time, but I do enjoy the freedom I'm allowed now to exercise while kids are at school, and to simply run errands all by myself.
I can't stop the kids growing up, but I hope reflecting on it more helps me to stop and enjoy the moments more before they are all grown up and not at home with me anymore.
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