Ah ... the beginning of summer vacation. My kids are officially in my care and control 100%/24-7 - for the next 70 days. Here that metallic clink in the background? That would be the sound of my summer shackles. My official summer imprisonment has begun. I'm not talking lame-ass Paris Hilton-esqe imprisonment (who catwalk struts out of jail for pete's sakes?) I'm going to be doing some hard time over the next few months.
Now I know what you are thinking... you should be happy to be able to spend all this wonderful, bonding, quality time with your daughters. Okay get with the program will ya? FACT: I'm used to having my afternoons low-maintenance. Karis naps, and I get two glorious hours to myself!! Now I get nothing - nada!! My low-maintenance has now become high-maintenance because I now have to entertain Kierra (who, by the way, isn't always a dream to entertain). I have Jenna and Karis fighting like cats and dogs every other minute. I won't get to take my leisure afternoons walks anymore (because my kids can't walk the pace I want to go or the distance). There will be no break for my sanity until September. As I write, Kierra has already destroyed two crayons (written on my coffee table - good thing they are washable) and has been digging through my fridge. Commence hair ripping.
I think the big problem is I've been spoiled by my leisure time. The last five years of motherhood have been hectic to say the least. Having three kids in a year and a half - hectic. Having a special needs child - hectic. I finally got to shift into low gear. I'll admit it - I rather enjoyed it. What full-time parent doesn't? So you'll have to excuse my incessant ramblings and bitchiness from now until September. I promise not to be too snarly. My only saving grace is my looking forward to my "mommy's vacation" in approximately 15 days. I'm meeting my two bestest buds in Vancouver for one glorious week-end of husbandless, childless, uninterrupted sleeping, no drink minimum, shopping spreeing, G-rated fun!!! Until then, I will lapse into my acutely aware but vegetative state which alleviates my stress just enough to get me through the day.
Drama queen much?