It has been a challenging summer to say the least. For the first time in my life I felt myself pulled in too many opposed directions as a mom. Trying to entertain a 7 year old and take care of infant at the same time was difficult. Mix in a stubborn 4 year old and a tantrumy 2 year old and forgetaboutit. I think I managed ok, it wasn’t the most thrilling summer of our lives and there was lots of downtime, lots of crying, lots of tantrums and lots of exasperated sighs…from each and every one of us.
Yesterday was the last day of summer vacation for my 7 year old, he started the 2nd grade today. Part of me is relieved to have him out of the house, I long for the tension he creates to be gone. Part of me is sad to have him out of the house, his conversation and energy is contagious. But the mixed feelings is really just the substructure of parenting I suppose.
Happy end of summer.
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