I spent a long day at the Canadian National Exhibition yesterday with the air show roaring over head signaling the end of summer to all Torontonians. I’ve lived in the Greater Toronto Area all of my life and like any other lifelong GTA’er I’m reminded every year that the summer is drawing to a close by the roar of the same jets and time and time I again I find myself wondering how quickly time is slipping through our fingers. I can’t help but being reminded that this time next year my son, the very one who just three years ago gifted me with motherhood….will be heading off to school for the very first time ever. I am going through a sort of denial stage right now I suppose…..finding it hard to believe that my daughter is going to be 8 months old in just 2 weeks time, and wondering how its possible that Jacob is picking up the french language so easily – disbelief, denial, whatever you want to call it – I find myself clinging helplessly to their youth and trying not to take it for granted.
As I shake off the plans we had for the summer that never was (boo on the weather man)…I’m finding my thoughts drift towards the next 4 months and the adventures we have in store as my paid maternity leave draws to it’s end. There is no doubt that the approaching autumn is my most favorite time of year but I am not fooled….I know that it too will slip away before I know it. My goal for the next couple of months is to focus on taking good care of myself by making the best choices for myself that I could possibly make, spending time with my children and staying on top of some home organization projects we have planned a long the way. I am looking forward to hosting my first ever Thanksgiving Dinner at our place, picking pumpkins at the farm, taking my silly monkeys out for Halloween, apple picking and apple pie making, Christmas carols and cookies….and basically taking a big drink out of the cup of youth my little ones seem to hold in their grasp. I want to soak in Violet’s babyhood and swim through Jacob’s curiosity so that when the time comes, ten years from now…..it is all still a very vivid part of my memory, frozen there like the frost clings to the windows during the winter.
I promise a ton of good things to come on this blog, many new adventures, and a whole new kind of Mama…