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Has summer vacation started to overstay its welcome in your house, too? Don’t worry, it’s okay to admit it. It doesn’t mean that you don’t love your kids or are a bad mom. You’re still awesome and you’re human, just like me.
I love my kids to the moon and back but that doesn’t mean that I can’t wait for the oldest to go back to school. He got out in mid-May so it’s been a long summer vacation. We’ve had some fun and some good times but now it’s time for things to go back to normal. My kids are starting to drive me nuts! There, I said it and you might be thinking it, too.
It would be nice if we had exciting vacations planned and a new summer camp to go to every week but that’s just not real life. Not our real life, anyway. We have jobs and don’t have unlimited bank accounts and whatnot.
At this point in the summer my kids are on each other’s last nerve. My children, fourteen and three, are amazing on their own. They’re both funny and usually fun to be around (let’s face it, everyone has their moments) but when they’re together all day every day it turns in to World War III. Red does things just to annoy his little brother and it makes Dub throw tantrums. These behaviors are greatly reduced when Red is in school because they miss each other during the day. At fourteen I know that I wouldn’t have wanted a three-year-old climbing all over me all day long so I get it. Really, I do.
Oh I know some people may think I’m selfish and if I want my kids to go back to school so badly then why did I have them in the first place. Yes, I’ve seen these kinds of responses around the internet and social media about this very topic. But here’s the truth: With them both getting on each other’s nerves my sense of peace and calm also flies out the window. I am no longer the mom I want to be and I have a hard time getting anything done while I’m playing referee.
So yes, as much as I love my children and the lazy days of summer, I am counting down the days and I’m not afraid to admit it. Sixteen more to go!