Five years ago George and I were up to our eyeballs in bottles and diapers. Every. Single. Day. we prepared 32 bottles and changed an equal number of diapers. We ran on Keurig fumes and naps of about 90 minutes. We often wondered if we’d survive that stage. Somehow we did because tomorrow our bright eyed, curious five year olds begin kindergarten. People keep asking me how I’m doing. I *think I’m okay with this. Yes, it is bittersweet watching your babies grow up, but there are new beginnings to celebrate. Tonight a friend sent me these words of encouragement:
If nothing ever changed, we’d have no butterflies.
I am excited about the future for our children. Despite being large, their school has a culture of family and warmth that cultivates a love of learning. When we met the kindergarten teachers Thursday night, each child was given a bag of Jitter Glitter. After reading bedtime stories, they happily spread it under their pillows.
Once everyone was fast asleep, Poppa, George, and I decorated the sidewalks on our street with words and pictures of encouragement.
Backpacks and shoes are lined up in the mudroom.
I packed special lunches, including lunch box notes and Hershey’s kisses.
George and I couldn’t help but compare meal prep now to five years ago. It might be a different meal, but we are still awake late at night prepping meals for the next day.
Let there be butterflies!