By Kristin van Ogtrop
Updated January 22, 2015
Kitchen timer
Credit: Keate

You see his little hand on the sonogram and 10 minutes later you’re ordering his senior school portrait.

You carefully fold the blue onesies to put in his dresser drawer and 10 minutes later you’re buying a light pink tie to match his prom date’s light pink dress.

You teach him the proper way to tie his shoes and brush his teeth and 10 minutes later he’s teaching you how to turn on the T.V.

You wonder if he will ever sleep past 6:30 a.m. and 10 minutes later you wonder why he can’t get out of bed before 11 a.m.

You marvel as he begins to identify words like “dog” and “cat” and 10 minutes later he’s taking an AP English exam.

You memorize the carseat installation instructions like your life depends on it and 10 minutes later you’re handing him the car keys and hoping for the best.

You excitedly introduce him to his “big boy bed” and 10 minutes later he’s excitedly touring his prospective dorm room.

You comfort him countless times, after injuries big and small, and 10 minutes later he’s comforting you as you dread the day he leaves for college.

You are proud of your child. Pleased by the fact that he has found a place in the world, and by the new grown up he has become. And, even with your heavy heart, you are happy that he is happy. But you wonder how 10 minutes could have gone by so quickly.