Like a Herd of Turtles


My mother used to say, “And we’re off! Like a herd of turtles.” Usually she said this phrase when she pulled the car out of the driveway. Perplexed, my 7-year-old self would ask how that makes any sense. Turtles are slow. Do they even travel in herds? My mind would soon jump to the next thing (probably asking my brother to stop breathing my air).
At 13 or so, rather than trying to figure it out, I chalked it up to my mom’s habit and her just being “weird.”

Now, I get it. It took having a kid to make this motto suddenly come back and make sense. I said it without even thinking and ta-da! It clicked. It’s about the hubbub of getting a one-and-a-half-year-old out the door and into the car seat. It’s about being proud of the fact that I actually got a chance to shower, and we’re not THAT late. We are slow getting there, but we’re moving fast. We’re off, like a herd of turtles.

Before Q, I would be so pumped to get ready fast and arrive places (mostly) on time. Now I’m fast like a turtle, with the planning, chasing, organizing and remembering where I placed my keys. If all align and Q and I make it to the car- it’s a big moment.

It’s worth celebrating – we will get where we’re going.


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