It’s been a while since I’ve blogged about real life. Often, it’s been about books and crafts, and other fun stuff, which is fine.
But life around me is changing. Yes, I know that it changes everyday, and I thank God that His mercies are new everyday. But I’m looking around and I realize my landscape is totally different then it just was. My babies are definitely not babies any more, one quick look at my fifteen year old who’s over six feet tall is enough to confirm that.
Change is good. I keep reminding myself of this. There is a season for everything, right?
When I first started casually blogging about five years ago, it was just a casual outlet, somewhere I could keep my creative mind occupied, and share a bit of life and fun with whoever decided to stop by and take a second to read it.
My husband was in full time ministry with the focus on travel and missions and my kids were 1, 4, 8, 10, and 13. I was your classic, stay-at-home mommy blogger struggling to wade into the teenage years with my daughter while balancing a toddler and all ages in between.
Now, the landscape of my life looks a little different, with those same kiddos starting second, fourth, 8th, 10th, and college in the Fall. My husband is still ministering and in full time travel mode, and I’m still a stay-at-home mom, but for the first time in years, I find myself praying about whether to take a job outside the home once everyone is back in school. Etsy has changed a little, sales still trickle in, but not like they used to, and my blog has grown and I’ve learned a lot over the years.
At the beginning of the month, we watched our beautiful daughter graduate high school. She’s a 4.0 student, she graduated with highest honors, and will head almost 500 miles away from home to college in the Fall with four scholarships under her belt. You may remember a little of my story of when she was born, so now it feels a little like I’ve come full circle. She was born exactly one week after I graduated high school and now here she is, walking the stage herself. Her journey is about to take her on a path I never traveled, so I know this chapter in our book will look less like she and I traveling together and more like her adventuring alone. And I couldn’t be more excited for her. We’ve raised her well, and I know deep within my heart the Lord has amazing plans in store for her, and I can’t wait to watch her adult life begin to take shape.
I have two teenage boys in the house now, and they eat as much as I anticipated they would at this age, maybe even more! I should really start couponing again.
My oldest boy is taking Drivers Ed over the summer and all his hard work at percussion practice has paid off because he’s secured a spot on his high school drum line. His summer vacation days start at 6:30AM and I pick him back up from band at 8:30 at night. So we see little of him these days, but I’m proud of him for taking time out of his summer to accomplish some goals.
Both teenage boys were on the same baseball team this year (thank heavens) and they ended their baseball tournament a few weeks ago, with a second place finish. That’s always a little bittersweet, because you know teenagers want to win (and I’ll admit it, we competitive adults do too). Then Ben reminded me that, since he’s chosen drum line over sports in high school, that was his final ball game, to which I responded “Well, we’ll see…”
But the truth is, unless he finds a rec league somewhere for older kids or adults, he’s probably right.
The other teenager is set on playing football and baseball straight through high school and on into his NFL and MLB careers, you know. It’s true, just ask him, because like most 13 year old kids, he knows everything. Except possibly how to clean his room. He hates playing the trombone in band although he’s good at it, loves sports, loves to be outdoors. So, not much has changed, he’s like a young oak, strong and steady, and still growing into himself.
The two littles aren’t really that little anymore either, but that’s the nickname the two of them have around here. The youngest wasn’t even potty trained when I began writing this blog, and now he just finished his last year of T-ball and will go to coach pitch next year.
The nine year old started the baseball season, and after about two practices, we realized it really really wasn’t something he enjoyed. At. All.
So, we let him quit the team. Yep, we did. Of course, as a parent you wonder about doing things like that, if they’ll grow up to never follow through with their commitments. Over the years, I’ve learned that sometimes we just have to make those hard decisions and be okay. The little are loving life, playing outdoors except when the temps top 100 (sometimes even then), huge WWE fans. One is a video gamer and the other is an athlete.
I told my husband that as the kids all got older I thought life would slow down a little. They’re basically self sustaining, right? No more spoon feeding and changing diapers. But boy was I wrong. The older they get, the busier it seems, but in an entirely good way.
You may remember a post from a few months ago I called “The REAL to-do List“. I’ve been trying to put it into practice, and let me tell you, it’s not always easy.
So, if you find that this blog isn’t updated often over the next few weeks (it probably won’t bother anyone but myself, honestly) well, you’ll know that it’s because I’m choosing to hold tight to this summer and the precious family moments before they slip by.