The Starting Line

I feel like I have just found myself again.

My pace and cadence.

Living intentionally.

Summer has few requirements and allows space for me to live for me. Something I have to hold onto when school is in session for my 3 children.

The start of school is a race.

The starting line is in my sight.

I have pre race jitters.

Pre race events start happening.

The emails start.

Deep Breath!

Orientation cuts into vacation EVERY TIME. Like WEEKS into summer. Does no one want to be on vacation? Please, can't they do all this stuff on the first few days of school?

"Mom, can we go shopping for school supplies?"  "NO - well, okay, maybe, but we have like 10 glue sticks already and half the items on the list at home." "What's wrong with the backpack you had last year?"

Deep Breath!

It's all a warm up for race day! Which really is like a few weeks long. The start of a new school year.

Athletic physicals and uniforms, forms, syllabus to be signed and the emails. Lord have mercy. 3 kids means 21 teachers. TWENTY ONE!. No, I didn't look at your nice website and know that there is a test coming up or that you asked for donations.

Deep Breath!

Wake up early for prayer, meditation, centering.

Oh, don't forget the alarm clock. What time is the bus picking up....OUCH. What happened to the time freedom I worked hard for by working for myself? Buh Bye time freedom, you're a mom!

With school comes the AFTER school driving marathon. Shuffling kids into different place at the same time in different locations - I'm a gold medalist in this event.

Deep Breath!

Summer I miss you already!