Todays topic I chose are totally in tune with what is going on in my frazzled life these days.
"Hi, my name is Saundra, and I'm a frantic, disheveled, loud, obnoxious, it's my way or the highway, very old fashioned thinking, won't take any back talk, totally ready for school to start... Mama."
Can you tell I have had a summer and a half?
Well, not all the time... but enough of the time to make me write about it.
Mine are NOT "bad" like the losers down the street.
I know where they are every second of the day, they aren't latch key kids, I'm here all the freaking time, and we keep them so busy, they don't have time to get into major trouble.
The eye rolling, and snide comments, and the TRYING to talk back and give me lip...
IS DRIVING ME BONKERS!!!
I totally GET why animals in the wild sometimes EAT THEIR YOUNG!!!
I know, I know... you all have perfect kids that wouldn't THINK of doing this stuff...
but believe me... just when you THINK your kids aren't capable of doing stuff, they are doing it.
I have been around MANY kids whose parents are totally fooled into thinking their little angels are just the sweetest, kindest, won't talk rudely to adults, child on the planet... AND I KNOW AND HAVE HEARD OTHERWISE!!!
The Snack Shack has totally jaded me ... LOL!
When... when I ask you... did I become the person that ALL the crap gets dealt to?
Daddy comes home from work, and they act like they are LIVING ANGELS!
I hate that.
I need to go away for a week, and have Bill take vacation time, and have him do all the crap and take all the crap.
Ugh... I adore my men. They can be sooo sweet when they want to be... but
2. What will I be doing now that the kids are back to school?
Well, mine aren't back to school just yet... Aug 24 and Sept sometime.
OH, HOW I LOOK FORWARD TO THOSE DAYS!
The first hour, I will just sit and LISTEN TO THE SILENCE!
I will dive into the NOTHINGNESS that is my screaming, hitting, eye rolling, mess making, empty for 7 hours home. Ah.. sweet bliss, thy name is school!
The second hour... I will be having my second cup of coffee, watering my garden and probably
SWIMMING IN MY POOL, WITH NO ONE TO SPLASH ME or yell 'WATCH THIS, MOM !"
The third hour... I will be making my bed, doing some laundry, checking FB,
and HOPEFULLY writing more chapters in my book.
When it's time to get them from school, I will be refreshed and ready to hear all about their school day.
I will make dinner, take them to soccer, pick up from football, send them to bed, and repeat the next day.
I venture to guess, that on... about... day 14...
I will start to miss them... just a little... and get a phone call from my Mama, telling me to cherish these days because they are limited, and not to wish them away.
I will probably make it worse by looking at their baby books.
I'll cry, get over it, and for the rest of the year, learn to savor my job as Mom, and wish for June... just like I have for the last 13 years.