I am of two minds these summer days. One mind is much enjoying “Camp Mom” (where I am full-time caring, hangin’ and activity-izing my 2 big kids and 1 small babe). It’s a good life.
But that other, sneaky and stealth mind is resentful of no “me time”. I miss writing. I miss networking. I miss talking with other grown-ups.
Good Gandhi – growing humans is a rewarding and amazing experience. I wouldn’t trade it for the world (or George Clooney). And, no I wouldn’t want to go back to full-time-out-in-the-world-paid-work and put these 3 humans in daycare. I do know I have a good life – and am grateful for it. Staying home with them is a privilege.
But it’s also a job.
A big job.
An all encompassing job.
And I struggle to find time to write my Nick of Time column over at yummymummyclub.ca. And pop in to http://www.fisherpriceplay.ca/ and share dear son’s latest milestones.
And I remind myself that when I wrote about life lessons and re-calculating parenting and mourning a baby…that there is a bigger picture. And I tend to dwell in the details.
So I push the 2nd sneaky stealth mind to the side. There will be days and years of “me time” “writing time” and “grown up time” in my future. Right now, I must appreciate the growing years because I know they fly so fast…