It’s almost that time! It’s almost time for SUMMER VACATION!! And it’s almost time when I don’t feel like an absolute loser of a mom because I can’t get my crap together to help these kids with ALL of their school needs! I mean, come on! Is it not enough that I make sure they bathe and don’t smell like funk when they come to you, you actually expect me to be involved and meet deadlines? UGH!!! I don’t have time for deadlines. I don’t have time to hunt down that stupid blanket to take a picture of it because you need a picture of my 7 year olds “most treasured thing” It must not be that treasured if I CAN’T FIND IT ANYWHERE!!! God in heaven! Don’t get me started on the blasted Heritage projects. I dread them every year! I’m a mix of half Mexican and half Irish, but I’m not enough of either to know things like “Traditional Mexican Dress” are you kidding me? The only “real Mexicans” I know wear very tight, colorful clothing and paint their eyebrows on with sharpies. and the Irish side?? NOTHING….. I got nothing.
There are reading logs and snacks and lunches. There are field trips that I can’t ever volunteer for because I work, and that brings on a whole load of special mom guilt. The award ceremonies and the special picnic lunches and field day! All things I cannot attend and every time I say no, the tiny knife that is mom guilt digs a little deeper into my heart.
Listen I’m barely hanging on at home just providing for their basic needs. I’m sorry to the teachers and other moms who are volunteering in my kid’s classroom, if I can’t finish that project on time, or send money on the day I need to for the stupid book fair (that happens like 12 times a year! REALLY??!) I promise my kid is loved and cared for. That’s where my time and energy is going. To make sure my kids know that I love them. To make time in my busy schedule to hear about their day. To make sure they eat, and wash their stinky feet, and that they are on the road to becoming halfway decent adults.
Thank God for summer time!! No we won’t be attending any camps or sports activities. We will be on the couch with the AC blowing on our faces, recouping from our year of school. Maybe we’ll visit the pool, maybe we’ll go to the beach, not likely though, we all hate the beach. (See pic up top for reasons of hatred) Mostly we will be lounging and resting and getting ready for the next busy school year.