100th Day

I've done a lot of reflecting today on the passage of time and my children. Today is my daughter, Ella's, 100th day of Kindergarten. I didn't know this was such a big deal but it is celebrated in every local elementary grade level with projects and a party. As I walked her to school with pigtails in her hair, I was picturing the little 18 month old with pigtails that barely fit in rubber bands. How did my baby, my first born, get to be 5 1/2 and half way through Kindergarten. Coincidentally, today was also registration day for my older son William's second and last year of Preschool. And to take that even a step further, I will be lining up to sign my youngest, Luke, up for Preschool at this time next year. I appreciate every day with my kids and try not to think too far in the future but days like today really put it in perspective. As I stood in line drinking my coffee and chatting with the other parents in line at 3am, I realized how much we do as parents but even more so, how much our children do for us. Don't get me wrong, I often dream of those days when I only had to worry about myself and try so hard to remember what it felt like to wake up on a weekend morning with my husband and lay in bed deciding what to do for the day. Or the evenings my husband and I spent playing scrabble and drinking martinis. I think of those days often but wouldn't trade what I have now for anything. One day, my kids won't want to climb in bed with me or cuddle with me on the couch. One day they will stop asking me to watch every move they make. I try to remind myself each and every day that I am lucky to have that moment with them. Every moment. While not every moment is fun or perfect, the moments are still ours. What keeps me going...time flies and there are so many millions of moments to come.