I love summer. Some of my fondest childhood memories are summer days filled with early morning swim practice, tennis camp then more swim practice. When I became a high schooler, summers were spent at the barn and horse shows until I moved away to college and summers became a blur of moving back in with my parents and catching up with old friends. I was a nanny to twins in the morning while their mom ran errands, then I’d meet up with my best friends at the pool for the afternoon which became nights out at local dive bars.
The biggest shocker of all summers was my first after college graduation. The first one in the “real world.” The world where I didn’t have summers off and I would be selling cars all summer long, even on Saturdays and Sundays. I knew I wouldn’t be selling cars forever, but man, I remember lamenting I never fully appreciated those summers off as a kid. I would have given anything to be back on my childhood bed, without a care in the world. Kids, consider this is a warning: the real world will come to you as a shock, but hang in there, it gets better.
Fortunately, my life has come full circle and I have summers back, in a totally different and amazing way. Although I’ve hung up my corporate suit for the time-being, I’m still working. I’m not driving in my car all day Monday through Friday, asking for physician’s time, but I’m doing something that was always a goal of mine: staying at home with my kids.
For a stay at home mom, I’m never home. We leave the house at 8 am to make it to tennis camp. Once tennis is done, we run to the pool for swim lessons. The rest of the day is playing at the pool, lunch, quiet time, errands, making dinner, giving everyone baths and bedtime. There’s not much time for anything else, my CrossFit workouts have been set on the back burner and my blog is sadly neglected.
I feel as though I’ve blinked and summer is nearly over.
Summer is like parenting, it goes by way too fast. It feels like just yesterday we brought home our son from the hospital on a cold December day; I can’t wrap my head around the fact it’s been nearly 5 years and both of my kids will be in preschool this fall.
I’m sure I’ll be writing more regularly when the kids are back in preschool and I have a bit more time, but for now I’m going to enjoy this summer stage of my life: the one when I’m shuttling my kids around and at their beck and call because before I know it they will be out of the nest, on their own (probably wishing they could have their childhood summers back).
Enjoy this summer, no matter what stage you’re in. See you soon!