Summer – it’s here. Or at least it’s right outside my front door. It’s my favorite season, the heat, the pool, the long days and warm nights. So why do I feel like it is passing me by?
Because I have two young kids and the logistics of tending to them takes up the majority of my day. Also, naps. One is either just waking up or just falling asleep all day long.
You’d think with the longer days, there would be a chance to enjoy the weather during the weeknights, right? Not a chance. I have two very tightly packed hours in which I have to cook dinner, shove food in everyone’s face, clean up, and start bedtime routine. Just because the daylight lingers past 9:30pm doesn’t change the fact that bedtime for the baby is 7:30.
There are those few and fleeting moments I relish, soaking in the warmth and freedom that summer allows: Taking the trash out to the street, barefoot; The extra 20 minutes I save each morning by not having to bundle each child and scrape snow/ice off the car; the long rays of sunshine that filter through the trees once everyone is in bed and I get a minute to sit down.
This weekend I’m going to TRY and take the girls to the pool. Lathering sunscreen on two wiggly, excited, pasty-white girls, making sure you don’t miss a spot, might be more difficult than bundling them up in their snow gear. By the time I have them sufficiently protected from all the UV rays, gathered the towels, snacks, back up diapers and toys, it inevitably starts raining.
I know summer just started. I keep telling myself there will be time to enjoy it, but then I remember we are in the middle of selling our house and have a move in our near future….