Happy Monday, friends!
I write this post the night before the beginning of a new school year.
This summer has been LONG. At times, excruciatingly so, especially these last two weeks.
I keep seeing Facebook and Instagram posts from fellow parents sadly saying goodbye to summer. You know, the Oh, Summer Don’t End! type. Perhaps I’m a Debbie Downer, but… Summer, BUH-BYE!
After two months full of camp and entire afternoons at the pool, we capped summer off with a two-week family vacation, including both sets of grandparents. But when we got back, we had two more weeks to fill. After months of lathering sunblock on wiggly tyrants and dragging them from one summer activity to the next, I was flat exhausted. I’m pretty sure that all we did for the last two weeks was arts & crafts and watch movies. Cue the #momguilt.
Long story short, today is the day I have been longing for – the first day of school! I need the structure back in my life. Structure makes me a better mom, and it makes my kids less batshit crazy (just being honest here). Fall also means that I can get back to my mom uniform of black leggings and boots (a far cry from my mom uniform of jean shorts and Birkenstocks). I’m very versatile…
As an added bonus, I’ll have some time to get more work done in peace (ommmmm…), which should do wonders for my cottage-cheese mom brain. Despite working from home consistently since my first child popped out, my brain does not function as it used to. While doing a craft this past week (for context: an elephant you put together with stickers), I sat staring at two stickers and said out loud “What are these things?! These don’t belong here! Elephants don’t have these!” Without skipping a beat, my four-year-old turned to me and said “Mommy, those are tusks.” OMFG I forgot that elephants have tusks. #facepalm
Needless to say, I’m feeling motivated and excited to be back into the swing of things.
I’m sure my kids will come home with some great material for My Mommy Doodles (art, quips, dance moves – you name it).
So on that note (and because I’m tired), go kick some ass this week!
P.S. I would be remiss to not mention the reality and importance of today – 9/11. Sixteen years ago, I was a freshman at NYU, on my way to class, and I stood on campus, with hundreds of other students, watching the towers come down. That day feels like just yesterday, and that moment is permanently emblazoned in my brain. Humans can do unspeakably horrible things to each other. This is a reality I know my children will come face-to-face with as they grow older. They will come to me and my husband and will have questions and will seek explanations. I don’t know if I will have the right things to say. But what I do know is that I am trying, each minute of every day, to teach my children the importance of kindness and compassion. We cannot control most of what life throws at us. But we can control the words we speak, the actions we take, and the kindness we show to others. What we have in our hearts is the legacy we should pass down to our children.
P.P.S. If you, your family, or your friends live in Florida (or any other areas affected by the hurricane), we hope you are safe, and we send you our love.