Sunday, April 12, 2009

As Fleeting as Blossoms

I've been thinking a lot lately, about this inability of mine to absolutely embrace the stay-at-home-mom life. I never thought in a million years, deep into my "illustrious" career with banks and internet start-ups, that I would "stay" home with my son. Quotes are "sarcastic." I thought I'd BE home a lot, working for project A or starting up that new endeavor B. And I may still (stay tuned. I've been doing a lot with the 35mm lately.) WILL SHE get SERIOUS, folks?
As I was passing by two gorgeous previously-in-full bloom cherry trees in our neighborhood, admiring the scattered petals over the ground, it occurred to me how similarly fleeting childhood years are. We get busy, we turn our heads, and tiny fingers, toes and curly locks grow, leaving an older, different child in his place.. much as the wind blows the blossoms from the branch.

Delicate intricacies of rose, red and pink
Look up, look about
Delicate stoop for Cheerio; pause and think
Catch that baby pout

Sunshine and springtime and growing in full bloom
Now big, ever stout
Like birds of a feather in full-spectrum plume.
Childhood years, now in doubt

Far more delicate, our time spent together
Always know his whereabouts
Fleeting and flying and enduring all weather
I'm the one who must pout

Sunlight filters the whites and pinks of soft hue
Wind blows and -- watch out!
Slowly, inevitably, becoming unglued.
Look up, look about

Blowing and flying, catching wind, catching breeze
These miraculous years are, I know, but a tease.

The 35mm pictures I promised of said cherry blossoms (from a Japanese weeping cherry.) More 35mm to come!

Happy Easter, everyone!


Casey April 12, 2009 at 5:39 PM  

Beautiful. I never thought I'd wind up here either but it's nice. Most days.

septembermom April 12, 2009 at 6:13 PM  

I really enjoyed this poem. You really got to the "heart" of what makes each day precious with our little ones. Being home for the past 12 years, I have lately been more stir crazy than ever. Your beautiful words are a welcome reminder of how we need to "seize the day" and enjoy these little ones while we can. Time does go fast!

Ter April 12, 2009 at 9:07 PM  

popping over from Jenners' blog.

I'm opposite of you.... I never thought I'd be anything other than a SAHM, unfortunately, that's not what happened. :(

FoN April 12, 2009 at 10:52 PM  

Love it. As someone who has to work - you're lucky. You can go back to work later.

Kim April 13, 2009 at 4:13 AM  

I know a lot of moms who struggle with this. But you are so right with your observations. It goes by too quickly and all of a sudden they will be gone on to build their own lives. You will never cherish all the hours you may have put into a thankless job but you will never forget knowing his first step and first word and first everything. What a great post!

buffalodick April 13, 2009 at 9:42 AM  

My wife stayed home until kids were in school full time, then worked part time. when they were in high school ,she went back full time... She likes to work, but we never regretted the time she stayed home...

Anonymous,  April 13, 2009 at 10:59 AM  

I feel like I struggled for the first year and a half and wondered if I was doing the right thing. Now I feel totally okay with my decision. I really want to be home with my son gets home from school. I really want time to really enjoy him and my life and not be stressed all the time.

I hope the photography is going well.

~ Denise ~ April 13, 2009 at 2:28 PM  

Sweet words and sentiments. ;)

Gerri April 13, 2009 at 6:21 PM  

Thank you for visiting my blog. You have such a striking photo. I have noticed it on septembermom. :) Be blessed.

Jenners April 13, 2009 at 6:26 PM  

Lovely! Photos and poem and thoughts. Everyone I knew said I'd never make it as a Stay-At-Home mom but I'm so glad and fortunate that I got to spend this time with my son. Like you said, it is fleeting. Even now, looking back on videos of him as a 1-year-old, I realize how much I've already forgotten -- and I was with him every second of the day for the first 3 years of his life!

Sprite's Keeper April 13, 2009 at 7:00 PM  

Beautiful pictures, beautiful prose. Sure, it's a struggle, but you've got a great head on your shoulders. I hope your son looks back when he's grown and realizes how much love went into raising him.

jen April 14, 2009 at 9:28 AM  

awesome. inspiring.
my daycare provider (ironic isn't it?) always tells me ... "don't blink."
that hits me hard every. day.
i love this poem and the accompanying pictures. honestly ... and you've complimented my photos before ... that is pure bliss to me right now. thanks.
may i please come and visit and bring my camera along. that is the very (maybe only) reason that i truly miss charlottesville. well... that and the free music on fridays on the mall in the summers, do they still do that?



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