Y'all mark your calendars now, because I'm sure in about a week's time, I'll be eating these next words...
I'm actually looking forward to my kids' summer vacation.
Yep, you read that right... looking forward to it. Why? Have I lost my mind? Do I need to be committed? I just told the entire world I was looking forward to summer break; to days filled with loud voices and constant bickering; to never having a moment alone for the next 2 1/2 months; to always being on Mom Duty. But I really am, because...
I like my kids. There, I said it. In the sea of mom bloggers who are gearing up to bitch and moan about summer break and how much their kids will drive them crazy, I stand here, probably alone, saying that I'm okay with all of that because I genuinely like my kids.
Now, we're not talking love here. Of course I love my kids. I will always love my kids. That's what a mother does. But we don't always have to like our kids. Kids push buttons and annoy the hell out of you. They are whiny and disrespectful at times. None of these qualities have us liking our children every second of every day. Love- yes. Like- not necessarily.
But, overall, I really do like my kids. They have amazing personalities, I can have actual conversations with
them (regardless of the fact that with The Ginger it's a conversation of who would win in a battle between Link from the Legend of Zelda and Sora from Kingdom Hearts, and with The Girl it's whether or not the shorts on the neighbor across the street are a little too short for her booty), and they enjoy doing nothing with me. We can sit around and be lazy, watch 80s movies and eat pizza rolls, and they are perfectly content with that.
Let's make a small note here real quick. I'm not saying that my kids never get on my last nerve or that they always agree with me on how to spend our days. My kids are no angels, but then again, no kids are. Any mother who tells you that her children are perfect is seriously in denial or on some hella happy pills and pretty much out of touch with reality. But, I refuse to jump on the whole my kids are the spawns of Satan and summer break is coming, so I'm checking myself out mentally for the next 3 months because it will be hell on earth bandwagon that seems to be the style nowadays with mom bloggers. I just won't do it.
I will, however, embrace the time with my kids this summer. Their summer break last year was only 5 weeks
Most importantly, I get to spend time with my kids. I've been so busy with trying to finish my book to get it ready for editing, and stocking the Etsy store, and writing blog posts, that I forget to breathe some days. While I still have deadlines, a more relaxed tone around here is definitely going to be appreciated.
And now, there will be people around to talk to and carry on conversations with during the day. Don't get me wrong, I've gotten used to the puppy tilting her head to the side when I try and converse with her, but having her come up and lick my face when I ask what I should fix for dinner that night just isn't as satisfying as having someone yell out 'Spaghetti' when I ask. Thank goodness for two-sided conversations. All of you stay-at-home moms know exactly what I'm talking about...