When I was younger summer vacation was THE thing I looked forward to. I spent all school year excited for summer time bliss, the freedom to do what I wanted and spend the days with friends, and bask in the warm glow of sunshine and contentment. When I grew up a little bit my view didn't change too much because I was actually working at a school, so I was able to experience that same excitement and energy in the anticipation of summer break. When I became a new mom every day seemed the same, so when summer came it just meant that it was warmer, my life didn't really change a whole lot. As my little babies became little girls I heard other moms talking about how they dreaded summer break. I could never wrap my head around this. How could you not be excited to have your kids home with you all day after having them gone so much of the day at school?
This last year was my first taste of having a child in school. My Baby Bug went off to Kindergarten. We both loved it. My daughter truly thirsts for knowledge and really loved going to school. I enjoyed having a little more free time and more one-on-one time with my Baby Bear. All this being said, I still looked forward to having my Bug home all day again and being able to spend more time with her. Well...I am here to make it known to the world that I have once again learned not to judge or think critically of all those moms who said they couldn't wait for school to start again. I find it much like the epiphany I had about those moms who were dragging kids through the grocery store in mismatched clothing and food goobers smeared across their faces, one day I just realized I WAS that mom! I have become that mom that looks forward to school starting again. I find myself asking how this happened. Only a year ago I had both girls at home EVERY DAY and it didn't seem like such a big deal. How is it that one year of school can change that? Now, from the moment my girls wake up (which is WAY too early) I'm desperately trying to tread water in the whirlpool of life. There are moments when I have clung to Pinterest like some kind of life preserver, searching for activities to keep my little ones busy while I scramble to get one or two things accomplished. I feel my sanity slowly unraveling. Oh, and my writing? Yeah, not happening. There are moments I hardly feel like I have time to breathe. Please tell me, all you more experienced mothers, that it gets easier as your kids get older, lie if you have to! Just kidding, I know life is never really going to slow down, at least not while my kids live at home, but I do hope that I am able to get myself to a point where I know what to do with myself in the midst of all the chaos.
All that being said, I really do love having both my girls home and I treasure my time with both of them. I feel very blessed to have them.
What are some of your favorite summer activities?