Have you ever had one of those moments (of course you have) when you are watching one of your kids, my moments are usually when I'm not the one in charge of them ;-), that time stands still and your ask yourself (just go ahead and fill in the personal parts with your own inside the parentheses),"how did this happen?"
"how do I have a kid that is nearly (5) years old?"
"how did (Jeremy) and I create such amazingly beautiful children?"
"how did the time pass so quickly?"
"how did I get to this point in my life?"
These are the moments that creep in unexpectedly and suddenly, amongst the hustle and bustle of daily craziness. The moments that knock you down with humbleness that God would bless you so deeply. The moments that are so needed when you are tired beyond tired.
I had one of these moments yesterday. We were at the Y for our normal routine of classes. I was finishing up my workout, having to get Evan into the pool for his swim lesson and head back to Carter's class to get a little bit of time to watch him exercise. You know, the normal crazy! We are on a slightly different schedule which began last week, so I am still trying to work out all the bugs. As I am entering the gym, horrendously sweaty and still a little frazzled, the moment hit!
I sat down and bam!
I watched Carter, who didn't know I was there, head fluidly down the balance beam with his arms stretched out for balance and his head held high with confidence. One foot easily guiding in front of the other as he moved with ease and agility. His hands oh-so-slightly playful waving back and forth as he moved.
At that moment, my time stood still. And I watched in slow motion the boy Carter is becoming. How in the world did I get here? How did I become a mother of two preschoolers? How the heck are my boys growing up big and strong and smart and funny and talented and sweet and... Because I sure don't know what the heck I'm doing in this parenting gig!
The moment was short, yet amazingly sweet!
After pondering on this moment all day yesterday, I was reminded of the verse that always gets me now that I am a mom, when reading the Christmas story. Luke 2:19, "But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart." I love the feeling of this verse, even though I may not know the true meaning of it. Each time I read the Christmas story, the journey, the birth, the visitors, etc, I love getting to this verse! I always think that this is how Mary felt in that moment, maybe on a grander scale of course, but still she realized during that moment the surreality of her new reality.
Because Mary was now a mom, yes she was the mom of our Saviour, and kind of an important mom, yet still human and still a mom. I think in these small moments when I witness the beauty of raising my own children, her and I are much alike. I want to be able to slow down these moments, hit the pause button, and treasure up all these things and ponder them in my heart!