28 Jul 2013

Sobbing on Birthdays

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birthday cakeSome people I know get really freaked out around the time of their birthday. They see the passage of time and relate it to how far they have come and put themselves on a scale to monitor and measure their success. I don’t really do that with my own birthdays, but I make up for it when it comes to my kids.

My girls happen to have birth dates that are two days apart. On Clara’s 5th birthday, her baby sister Ava came home from the hospital. Since then the second week of July has taken over as the week of birthdays in our house. This usually is accompanied by many, many, other children, adults, family members, and this year even animals descended upon my household. It is a sugar riot, accompanied usually by the first heat wave of the year. Ah yes, the week of birthdays is nearly as big as Christmas around here.

Amidst all of these festivities I usually find myself sinking into a sentimental sobbing mess. “Is this the time you would have been going to the hospital mom?” asks one of my daughters on the eve of the big day. “How many laps around the block did you do the day before I came?” and my favourite, “Mom would have been screaming for the epidural about now,” comments from my husband. All the charming moments are recounted and details unearthed.

Birthday’s become your story in a way. They mark the passing of time, and force people to reckon with just how far they have come. With my girls, I usually notice how big their feet have grown. This year I noticed how the birthday guest list has changed from my friends to their friends. How they are no longer babies, but individuals with personalities and budding roles that they will take on with them into their lives. Mostly birthday’s fill me with an absolute disbelief at how fast this is all going. I so vividly remember the sheer work and determination that it took to nurse my newborns and yet it is unbelievable how far we have moved away from that time. We have moved through the Elmo stage and are now at a time that seems almost as horrifying to face, having a full on 11 year old pre-teen!

So once a year I allow myself with as much grace as I can muster to have a time of sobbing for the passage of yet more birthdays. I use sentiment to remind me how much I have to be grateful for and get right into the reality of these two girls being those babies I brought home from the hospital. Their feet are so big, their hair is so thick, their laundry growing exponentially with them. The near terror I feel at the next birthday milestones we will meet is replaced with the knowing that there is no other way. Let the birthday’s pass and feel the surreal moments of moving in time. Living life on purpose is allowing the feelings that come up to be felt in order to really get to the depth of gratitude …I am grateful that we get to do all this “stuff” of life. Choosing to live on purpose may cause some sobbing from time to time, but it is worth it.”

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