Today, I registered Bella for Kindergarten. She's ready, and since she's as tall as my current first grader, she certainly looks and mostly acts the part.
Registering Bella was drastically different from registering Lily. First off, I totally forgot that it was happening this week, so I was scrambling a bit. Secondly, I waltzed into the office, paperwork mostly filled out and greeted the people there that I have come to know. I had Bella and Violet with me, so there was no time for tears - nor did any surface. Instead, we got to have a potty break right there in the office in the middle of getting copies made.
On Monday, I also filled out paperwork for the twins to attend full-time preschool next year, so if things go according to the current plan, I will go from having three kids at home to none. It will be a wild change of pace from the last seven years, and I'm sure it will feel both incredibly liberating and sentimentally sad all at once. I'm praying for the Lord to lead me on the best ways to spend the time that will be opened up. I'm sure I will not suffer from boredom.
People say that the days are long and the years are short, and I'm living this out day by slow day and year by fast year. I cannot believe I registered Lily two years ago, and I remember standing there with the same woman trying to hold back the tears that were pressing hot in my eyes. She must have thought I was crazy. She now knows for certain that I am crazy, because she has seen me try to wrangle the three younger kids in to have lunch with Lily.
I do love our elementary school and have been thrilled with our teachers and experience there so far, which I am so thankful for. School choice in Little Rock in a complex, tricky ordeal, but for us, so far, its been straight forward. We feel strongly that public schooling is what God has for us right now, and its nice to feel confident in that. Our school is amazingly diverse, and because our family is diverse, this is something that is really important to us.
So even though I am often having long days, I can see a change in the distance. It makes me glad and sad, and in a good way, it helps me to be grateful for the time we have right now. I won't miss carrying William around everywhere we go, but I will miss having his arms ready to hug me all the time. It's safe to say that the twins are well attached to us at this point, and my heart sings with joy knowing that God has knit us together. Change is coming - ready or not. I think when it gets here, we'll be ready.