It’s about to get crazy here.
For the next 5 weeks, I’ll be lucky to keep my sanity. I think I’ll manage, as I do every year, but somewhere in there Jim is sure to be the recipient of a major mommy meltdown.
I’ve always thrived on being busy. As a teenager, I would fill my calendar with activities: rehearsals, practices, part-time jobs. If there was an empty day, I would look for a way to fill it. Until recently, I still enjoyed being busy. Maybe it’s age, maybe it’s having a third child, but I’m reaching the point in my life when I look at the calendar and pray we have nowhere to go after work and school.
There are no days on my calendar that look like that.
Part of it is being a music teacher, part of it is having three kids with their own interests and activities. Teeball, dance recitals, concerts, field trips, Mother’s Day: is a Spring whirlwind we fly through every year. I try my best to enjoy it, but some days it’s all I can do just to get through it.
Fortunately, once we’re through the craziness, we arrive at summer when we can take a deep breath.
(Except for Jim. He doesn’t get breath until September.)