Today is my last day of summer vacation or as I dramatically told Thomas this morning, "My last day of sweet freedom."
I just typed out a way too long post about how sad I was to be going back to work tomorrow after such a great summer vacation and how much I long to just be home, but then I deleted it because you don't need to know every single inane thought that has drifted through my mind on the subject and it started to sound like I hate my job and was some sort of slave.
I do love to teach and I made the choice to take on the extra class and help out when I was asked to do it.
I just need to accept that this term will be my busiest ever and get through it. And that's that.
Sometimes Moms do stuff like this and that's all there is to it.
I will say that dreading this term all summer has taught me something though: I do love that I can conveniently teach a few classes in the evenings while my kids get quality time with their dad, but I will not commit to what I am about to do this term ever again because it's too much time for me, personally, to spend away from my kids. I am not comfortable with it and feel in over my head.
I know my kids are so little but I don't want them to look back on this time in our lives with a big question mark about where their Mama was.
Since I bit off more than I can chew, somewhat, I will be saying adios to a lot of the things I enjoy in an effort to make sure I am getting things done and spending as much quality time with my kids as possible. So, the blogging will be scarce, I'll have to for sure wake up at 5AM if I want to exercise at all, I can't imagine I will be able to attend most of the cool, fun stuff my friends plan to pass the day with the kids or in the evenings to "get-away" with this new schedule, and even the crafting will probably be non-existent.
Sounds like a sad existence to me when I put it that way! Really.
But putting my kids and family life first over this seven week sprint is so worth it. How can I miss out on moments where Asher and Ambrose show me how life would be if I would commit to natural hair extensions:
See you on the other side of it when life returns back to normal Fall semester and I am sure I will be checking in when I can since my poor Mama enjoys a good picture of the kids up in here.