I know, I know, it’s such a cliche, but time does go by so quickly, seemingly in the blink of an eye sometimes.
My girl went back to school yesterday, she’s now in year 1. My son turned 3 last week. I feel like I’ve somehow stayed the same and yet my babies are growing up so quickly.
I look back over a full summer’s worth of moments and memories. We had seven weeks off together, and whilst we fit a lot in, why do I already want another seven weeks, another shot to do it all again? I want that time over and over again.
During that break, how many times did I say, ‘yes, in a minute’, ‘mummy’s just doing this that or the other and then she’ll come play’, or somehow just lose a few hours?
I was watching The Three Day Nanny the other day and she made the point that there’s a 5 year window to play and be a big kid yourself with your children, when your kids are around 3-8 years old. Once they get to 8ish, it’s going to be all about their friends and mum and dad will no longer be the people that they want to play with. I suspect that she’s right, to a certain degree.
I think spotting how much the children are growing up, seeing how quickly the summer went and the autumnal feelings that are starting to roll through are all combining to make me stop and think. My mood is one of organising, planning, preparing and altering things.
I’m trying to see where I can make changes, cut some corners, reduce time spent on certain things so that I can spend more time on the good stuff. I’ve a feeling it’s going to be quite the challenge, but if it buys me more quality time with my family, well then it’s going to be worth it.
I know that I can’t slow down time. I know that I can’t make more time. I know that the reality is that everything that I need to do, still needs to be done, but there are little things that I’ll be doing differently here and there. I’ll keep reminding myself that this time in my life is short and scarily fleeting.
I just don’t want to be that person that looks back when my kids are all grown up having missed it because I was ‘too busy’. Their childhood gone in the blink of an eye. How sad would that be?