Summer Vacation Ends
Here is a testimonial of a mother surviving summer vacation with three kids between the ages of 6 and 13 years old. I am counting down the days until the first day of school and I am not ashamed to say it. I love and adore my children but I need them to go do their thing and go be with their own kind. They need to be with other kids, thrive within their community, and get excited about learning! I just can’t wait!
I need a chance to take a break and come up for air after what has felt like the longest three years of life as a parent. I just want and need to sit and rest. I know there are so many other parents out there that feel the same way. The first week of school, I plan on clearing my schedule and taking the first three days to have no commitments and be 100% lazy. I want to sit in my garden and sip coffee, take a nap, read my book, paint, watch movies, and go thrifting.
I am looking forward to having uninterrupted time to focus on my work and my new business. To simply write, daydream, manifest, network, I started my doula business back in March and it has grown exponentially over the summer. I have so many goals and developments to work on once the kids enter school.
I always knew I would be a mother and I always knew I would be good at it and love it. But I am the kind of person that needs to have my own identity aside from being “Harrison’s Mom”. I remember wearing a name tag to a meet and greet at my son’s preschool years ago we all wore name tags with both our names and our child’s name. I was so proud of that badge of honor. To have the title of “Harrison’s mom” under my name was a milestone for me in my motherhood journey. It’s important for me and for my kids to witness me doing things that feed my soul and fill me up.
The long and short of it all....I can’t wait for school to start so I can get back to working full time again! I can’t wait to hear about all of the experiences our kids will encounter and the new friends they meet. We’ll all be getting out into the world and experiencing it separately. At the end of the day, we can all come together and share those experiences around the dinner table. Those the parenting moments I live for, when we all collectively gather and share stories of our lives...it feeds my soul.
Peace and Love,
August 31, 2022 - Newsletter 006