This thing called time....

Sooooo do you remember being little? The concept of time was almost nonexistent. Then you got to elementary school, time started to make a little more sense... and it moved soooo slowly. As soon as you got to the point you were changing classes time seemed to speed up a little bit. Freshmen year comes along and once again time seems to crawl by sooooo slowly. Senior year hits and before you know it you are walking onto that stage, shaking a hand and accepting a diploma. College comes, life moves on, and before you know it you are standing (kneeling) at the alters of the temple, dressed in white, saying yes. 
I thought I understood time, it moves at the same pace, never changing, always moving forward, and yet the older I get the faster it seems to go.
 I thought high school was going to go on forever, and yet senior year passed like the blink of an eye. I dreamed of the days I would have a husband, someone to confide everything with, and before I knew it, Tyler walked into my life. 
The simple desire to be a mom always seemed so far away, and yet here I am. A baby, my baby, squealing, smiling, and melting my heart. She is here, we are here, as a family, and I can't seem to get time to slow down again. In fact, I'm pretty sure it's going faster than it ever has before. 

Tyler and I were talking the other night, about the distractions of today. The phones, tv shows, activities, social media, the need to go go go, and yet we find ourselves remembering and cherishing the simple moments, the moments without phones, without tv, the moments when we are sitting on the floor, giggling at our daughter, the moments that don't always get captured on camera. The laughter, the squeals, the snuggles, the smiles, and even the tears. 
If there is anything being a mom, no, if there is anything Sophie has taught me, it is to stop, to fully focus, to be aware, observant, alert, and to cherish. 

I don't want my daughter to look back and only remember a mom always on her phone, a mom not "present". I want to know my daughter, and I want her to know me. It's hard, it takes practice, dedication, and constant reminders, but I know that it is worth it! 

Time is precious, time moves so fast, and as hard as we try we can't get time back.

So enjoy, be aware, laugh, and put your whole heart into it, for we never do know when it will all change, and we don't know which moments will become our favorites!