February Moments...

I've had a couple of those MOM moments lately.  I'm not sure if it's because I see my life flashing before my eyes and have no way of slowing it down.

• Is it because my Memaw, who is suffering with dementia, called me Becky the other day (and I'm thinking that's me in 40 years)?  
• Is it because weight doesn't come off as easily as it once did?  
• Is it because I have this unusual crease above my left eye right on the bridge of my eyebrow or weird age spots on my legs and arms?  
• Is it because I am coloring my hair more these days than ever? 

I feel old.  I'm worn out.  Maybe I'm depressed?  Maybe I'm tired?  Maybe I need a Swiss Cake Roll?  I don't know.

I find myself missing those sweet days of being a SAHM where I felt needed and wanted by my kids.  Now I get texts to grab some dry shampoo on my way home or can I spend the night with a friend every single weekend (not grandma K, the middle child).  I have two teenagers.  My little kids are gone.  They look different, act (sort of) different - they are completely NEW people.  I don't know if I like it or not.  I still have one little, sweet 5th grader, but he's super independent and doesn't seem to "need" me much.  Matt's gone to a couple of his school parties, and it's almost like he doesn't even care or want him there.  Nooooooo.

THESE MIDDLE YEARS ARE THE HARDEST! 

 If Karson is like Matt and I, she'll be married in six years.  That's SO weird to even think about.

Karson helped me out at SKyPAC for Paw Patrol the weekend before last.  We needed some extra hands (and she needed some BETA hours).  It was like reliving those preschool years seeing all those precious 2-3 year olds wearing their costumes, eyes wide with excitement, and watching my GROWN teenage daughter walk up to them and hand them a pom pom to wave and cheer with.  I thought back to Sesame Street LIVE, Dora, and the Wiggles, and all the fun stage shows we took the kids to see.

Mae Kathryn came to see Miles and his team play at Phil Moore Park last weekend.  It was a heartbreaking defeat, but our boys played hard and almost won.  Seeing MK walk up and down the bleachers, up and down, up and down, and (me) holding her little hand, it reminded me of how busy our kids were at that age.  They never sat still.

For Valentine's Day, we decided to have a NEW moment and one I hope we'll continue with each year.  Our family of five did our FIRST ever escape game together at the new Mind Bender in Bowling Green.  Karson and I have done a couple of the games (in Nashville), but the boys have never done one.  They were running a Vday deal so it was fairly inexpensive for all of us to participate, and we had the whole room to ourselves which was nice as well.  We didn't escape - only 15 seconds short, but we had a great time arguing  smiling and blaming encouraging each other - hah and all got a FREE t-shirt.

Isaac's poor little b-ball team finished 1-10 this season.  It was a true learning experience, and I'm proud of how Isaac stuck with it and had a "decent" attitude considering.  I know he doesn't realize it now, but sometimes the most negative experiences end up being the most positive ones - our struggles determine our successes.  Fingers crossed he'll use the experience to improve and get better.

 Our little golfer is loving this warmer weather.  Paul and Shannon got him a net for Christmas.  We were able to get it out the box a few weeks ago.  Little did we know it would take up our entire garage.  I thought I would be safe recording him from our laundry room.  First shot he hit, he shanked it right off the garage wall and NOT in the large net.  Fortunately, it missed me.  Sheesh.

Grandad celebrates his 85, John celebrates his 36 and my Memaw celebrates her 89 this month.

Loving all these February moments....