I’d be completely lying if I said that I wasn’t sad when school started last week. I’ve been a mom for 34 years. It’s my life, my career, my everything. It’s the one thing that, I think, I’m pretty decent at. Yes, somedays are long and they drive me crazy and bonkers but I love being a mom. Some moms are happy when school starts, don’t get me wrong I totally get it. For me, it makes me a little emotional, especially this time.
Summer got off to a different start this year. Taber had his second eye surgery a couple of days before school ended. Happily, the surgery was a success. The flip side, the majority of Tays favorite activities (the hardest being swimming, going to the beach and baseball) had to be put on hold for the remainder of June and all of July, when we received the all clear from the Dr.
Although the first part of vacation we kept a very low profile so Taber wouldn’t jeopardize his vision or progress he made, we had a blast creating memories all Summer!! There was laughing and giggles, great trips and vacations, including Florida and Diggerland. We hung out and went to baseball games. Had many late nights, did some serious sleeping in (they are teens) and even had the occasional horsing around and sibling rivalry. And I’m going to miss it. I’M GOING TO MISS THEM.
Despite me being sad that another school year has approached, I know they were ready. So with all the prepping and shopping and school lunches and hectic schedules, fall ball, basketball, after school activities, blah, blah, blah!!! I’m exhausted just thinking about it, it’s time to get this school year moving.
In the words of my child when I said I’m going to miss them they replied, “Don’t worry Mommy the year will go fast”. Only that didn’t give me any comfort.