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Monday, August 10, 2009

It's the most wonderful time of the year....

And, now, a little tune for your Monday morning enjoyment...

It's the most wonderful time of the year

With the kids’ school bells ringing

And all the moms singing

It’s finally here!

It's the most wonderful time of the year

It's the hap-happiest season of all

With those first day of school greetings

And, an end to the pleadings,

“Let’s go to the mall?!?!?!?”

It's the hap- happiest season of all

There'll be quiet for thinking

Fresh coffee for drinking

And, getting dressed all by myself

There’ll be lunch dates for meeting

And, good books for reading

And, peeing without the little-elf!

It's the most wonderful time

It’s the hap-happiest time

It’s the most wonderful time…..

Of – the – year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I know I should feel a little guilty to be soooo happy to have my children out of the house. But, dang it. I just can't muster it up. Does that mean I love them less? I mean, really? My mother has told a story on more than one occasion, and I can't help but wonder if she's hinting to me, or jabbing me a bit. She tells the story of a time when my brother Matt overheard her tell someone that she was going to miss us when we went back to school. Matt told her (as a young boy - mind you) that it really made him feel good that she missed us when we were gone.

I can't help but wonder if she means that I should never ever WANT to be away from my children. That, to do so, means there must be something wrong with me as a mom. Okay, I have to pause, because I know she's reading this right now, and my phone is about to ring. I don't think she has done this intentionally, nor do I believe she thinks I'm a bad mom. I just maybe think she feels that way personally about herself. That to enjoy solitude without us there - had always been accompanied by guilt. Well, I'm here to plead the case for those of us who enjoy a little "time off."

Seriously, as I was driving back from dropping Peanut off at school, I was wracking my brain trying to think of a single scripture verse that says, "Thou shalt never want to be physically away from anyone you love. To do so would mean you do not love them." Heavens! Even Jesus had to walk away from the disciples just to think!

I do miss them when they are gone. But, I know for a fact, a proven fact, that when I have time alone without my kids - extended periods of time alone, not just potty breaks or runs to the grocery store for milk - I am a better mom for it. Last December and January, I was a wreck. I had not seen sunlight in weeks. I had not had a break from Anna, who was still very little and very dependent on me for everything. Charlie regularly came home to a sobbing mess of a wife on the bathroom floor. Despondent. He said, "I gotta get you out of the country, don't I?" If I had been a dog, my left ear would have twitched and stood up, as if to say, Did someone hear what I heard?

It was as if an angel had come down from heaven to lift me up and dust me off and take me away. "Yes!" I answered. "Please, for God's sake and the sake of our children," I begged, "Take me out of the country! Somewhere warm, and sandy, and with yummy fruity drinks brought to me by latino pool boys." And, that's just what he did. On the plane flying back into the country he mumbled, "Well, I guess I need to just put this in the budget every year in January." I love that man!

Today feels very much the same. I feel that hope of sanity creeping in. Just a few hours of solitude go a long way. Of course, by about 2:00, I will be ready to get my little Peanut. I am praying for Bradyn all day, my little Brady-Lady started Middle School today. I can't wait to hear how it was. And, Moey, well, she is growing into a beautiful young woman. With college info arriving in the mail already. I can't wait to hear about all the boys in her classes that I will have to attach GPS tracking devices to this year.

But, before then...sushi...with NO highchair present!


  1. They don't look to happy, except for Anna.

  2. U mean it's the most "Annoying" time of the year?!!
    Lol, I can't stand it ... Luv having my kids home, Okay ... Well, sometimes!! Ha!
    ; ) But I seriously hate the thought of SCHOOL!! Used 2 b a teacher & dreaded it! Ugh!
    But anyway, every1 is different & Of course, it doesn't make u a 'bad' momma!!

  3. I can totally relate. I am elated that the school year has arrived and I will sing my rejoicing from the rooftops for all to hear.