Written By Nate. On Oct 28. In Baby, Personal Stories, Random

The changing of the seasons is definitely on the march here in southwest Indiana and with it comes a stark quandary about where time disappears to.  This time of year for my little family is often a busy one.  My wife’s teaching work picks up a ferocious amount of speed as she nears the end of marching season.  For me, the year end proves time to make another big push at work before we fall into the end of the holiday season and vacation city.

There is so much truth in the words spoken to me by my parents and every other parent.  When you have kids, you just don’t know where time goes.  Before you know it, when you reflect on time, so much has passed and you feel like you haven’t gotten anything done.  It’s hard to change that line of thinking as a new parent.  It’s been a couple weeks since I’ve posted a new blog and my to-do list, while it shrinks on a free weekend day, expands exponentially throughout the week.

What I need to force myself to reflect on though are the same words I speak to my wife.  Look at what we’ve done with our beautiful baby girl over the last couple of weeks.  Look at everything that has changed with her and what are her newest, most awe-inspiring accomplishments.  Look at the time that we have been able to spend together as a little family and what will that create for us in the future.

My blog may be lacking.  My to-do list may be growing.  Time speeds along and leaves change from their seemingly everlasting green to timeless hues of gold, orange, red and maroon.  The farmers near our home are scurrying down the two-lanes like field mice, reaping the harvests before Winter’s grip takes hold.  But here I sit, taking a moment to reflect and share this little stitch in time and really I just couldn’t have it any other way.