Beware- I just reread this post and it sounds like a bunch of rambling. Read at your own risk.
There are those times when I feel like I just can’t seem to get my head above water- children, chores, errands, work, and driving become too much. The business of life.
This has been one of those weeks. I feel like I am just barely treading water.
At one point, I made the decision that I couldn’t even answer the phone anymore. Seriously? There are no less than 45 items on my “reminders’ iPhone (All necessary and most mundane), phone calls to be returned, a new author waiting on me to put together a media kit (good thing she loves me!), another patient boss waiting for his social media marketing, a husband that needs yet another meal, and three kids that wake up each morning, look at me and excitedly ask, ‘What are we doing today?’
And while I’m being honest, I’ll go ahead and say it: my hopes of having a summer free of scheduled activities was short lived. As in, it lasted 3 days.
We are in the midst of tennis lessons, swim lessons, potty training, vacation bible school, piano lessons with more activities, camps, and swimming on the horizon.
Because this is what I have learned: A summer free of activities is ideal for a parent. I would welcome the opportunity it stay home all summer long- freed from the rush, shuffle and speediness of it all. Maybe take an afternoon swim while I listened to the crickets and welcomed the heat lightening.
My kids? Not so much. There’s only so much reading and relaxing they can do in one day. Maybe I haven’t taught them to be still. Or maybe they can only be still for so long? But this laid back, care free summer doesn’t work so well for a 10, 8 and 2 year old. Am I missing something here?
Oh, I forgot to mention I also took away all of their electronics. For the summer. iPhone, iPods, iPads, iWhatevers- it’s all gone. Crazy? Perhaps. I think it would be more crazy to have my girls with access to them all summer long. One of the biggest mistakes (to date) that I’ve made as a parent is giving my oldest daughter a cell phone. Let me say that again, it’s been one of my biggest mistakes. But the good news is, it’s not too late for my girls to power down their electronics and power up their creativity. It’s not going to be easy, in fact, this is only adding more work for me, but it’s what’s right for us.
On a completely different note, I know for a fact my ‘Mother of the Year’ nomination is permanently revoked. (Not that I was holding my breath). My daughter’s big ol’ molar (?) fell out last night while she was on the couch, and she couldn’t find it. Anywhere. I mean, three of us had to get on our hands and feet to look for this big tooth somewhere on our family room rug. Surely, she thought, this would be worth some serious money from the tooth fairy, as she felt the now large empty hole with her tongue. Poor kid, if only the tooth fairy had remembered to pay her a visit last night.
When she woke up this morning the first thing she said to her Dad and me, with a skeptical smile on her face, was “Did someone forget something?” I think she was half way hoping, the not-a-child but not-a-teenager, to have fairy dust on her pillow. She gave me a wink and I knew. We have moved onto to the next phase.
It’s a lot. Most definitely. But with the sweat comes the reward and in the meantime, I’ll just keep treading water.