Summer is over. Maybe not officially over, but at our house, it feels like summer has come to an end since school started this week.
I have mixed feelings about the summer coming to an end.
The good mom inside me feels sad that the endless, sunny days with my kids have come to an end until next summer. We had several fun adventures throughout the summer. We vacationed at a lake, an amusement park and family farm, and also took many day trips. We had beach fun, swimming at our town pool, visiting aquariums, museums, and playgrounds. Each adventure, big or small, included wonderful moments full of memories for years to come. I truly wish I could freeze those moments in time. I am aware of how quickly the time while my kids are young, is slipping away, and I am trying hard to hang onto these days.
On the other hand, I feel… dare I say? A sense of relief. Yes, there, I said it. Relief. A giant sigh may have escaped my lips when the kids drove away on the bus on their first day of school. I may have even said “PHEW, we made it” out-loud.
I am sure I am not the only mom feeling this way when summer ends. Because in-between each memorable, special moment, are another hundred moments of all the other crap! The endless bickering between the kids, the sassy-talking, the disagreements over what we were doing that day, the late nights with the kids awake, oh… and the numerous comments I really didn’t need to hear (while I was trying my best to have a fun summer)…
~ “I’m so BORED”
~ “No, I am NOT going to the pool today” (I know, it’s a tough life when the pool is a bad option of things to do!)
~ “This amusement park is the worst place ever… EVER… EVER!” (said after tickets costing $69 each had just been purchased).
~ “You’re a poopy-head”, “No you’re a poopy-head”, “No, I’m not, you are definitely a poopy-head”. (And me yelling a sentence I never thought I’d say, “THE NEXT PERSON TO SAY POOPY-HEAD GETS PUNISHED!”)
Add all of that to a mom who works-from-home, and is trying to juggle her work while her kids are home all summer, plus the mom has a painful foot injury… It equals an end of summer “YIPPEE”.
This perpetually exhausted, sibling-squabbling referee isn’t apologizing for feeling that way either. I love my kids dearly, but too much togetherness is never a good thing. And that goes for every relationship. Time apart is invaluable. Each summer, I am reminded of that again!
So on the first day of school this year, I admit I was a little teary-eyed watching the bus pull away, feeling sad our endless days have come to an end for the year. I was thinking about all the fun we had and wishing it wasn’t over.
But… I will also admit that I might have done a very small, tiny, yet very fun… HAPPY DANCE!
Any moms or dads out there feel like I do? I’d love to hear your end of the summer stories. Do you say “PHEW”, or are you sad it’s over?
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