The Duckling Years
I have been watching these geese in our yard for a few weeks. The little soft babies following after their parents have been a big event at our kitchen window.
Then, we left town for a week and suddenly, the babies doubled in size! It just happened to coincide with the end of the school year and my own littles reaching some big milestones--like kindergarten and preschool graduation.
And, suddenly, I'm a hot mess thinking of how much I have in common with momma goose.
I go everywhere with my three ducklings in tow. And though I hear about five times a day from well- meaning strangers, "you've got your hands full," I honestly can say that I treasure this stage. I'm NOT saying I don't have my moments like when I made my older two sit down in the middle of SAMs club for assaulting each other with produce, or when my youngest vomited all over me in the checkout line at the grocery store and I had to stand there and continue to check out a full basket of groceries while everyone stared at me (I still have PTSD when I enter Krogers).
I'm also not trying to paint a rosy picture that I don't loose my temper and have to ask for forgiveness from these little people more times a day that I care to keep track of. Those little annoyances aside, I know this duckling season in very short and very precious. Just last week a man saw me with my kids and whispered, "It gets easier."
Perhaps. Parenting is very difficult work, but looking behind me and having all my babies there with me, learning from me, getting my perspective on the world, is the reward. Even in the midst of longing for five minutes of peace, I know how I will miss the duckling stage when my littles are ready to fly. It will be before I know it. So yes, pulling three kids in and out of the car is work, and yes, fighting in the grocery store gets me sympathetic looks and a few "you have got your hands full...hang in there's," but I know all too soon I will long for my ducklings. Thanks for the reminder today, momma goose.