I think as moms we can all relate to this statement: “I wish I could just pause time and make them stop growing up.” Am I right? I’ve been guilty of probably saying it about ten times the past few weeks as Eli’s birthday approaches, or as Evie stands another inch taller, or as they both become more independent and less little.
But, as we all know, we can’t pause time. They are going to grow up. And I know that this is a good thing. It’s been awesome seeing them learn and change and turn into these wonderful and amazing kids. Who won’t be kids too much longer. I wish I could just pause time and make them stop growing up. See? I’m doing it again.
So yes, I know I can’t pause time. But I can pause. There is a difference. Pausing time….impossible. Pausing….very possible. And something I’ve been working on doing. Pausing to sit down and read with Eli. Pausing to snuggle Evie on the couch after a long day at school. Pausing to pray with them when needed. Pausing to bake some cookies when I know it will cheer her up. Pausing to sit at the table and watch him build Legos. Pausing to give her a hug and him a kiss on the way out the door.
Pausing to grab my camera as I see her in the muted rainy light as she’s getting her coat on as we head out to school. Capturing her after we had a good morning, after she just giggled at something funny her brother said, after she just told me she’ll miss me, after Eli already went out to the van in his PJ’s and barefeet waiting for me to drive Evie to school. Pausing to capture her and the feeling of my heart being so full.