Summer's Almost Here

It's Memorial Day weekend. I'm home this morning with Maria & Gabriel and at 9:51 we are all still in our PJ's. I haven't had my morning cup of tea or my breakfast either. My husband and Patrick and Samuel are off on a Scouting activity to commemorate Memorial Day. Last weekend we were gone from morning till night and it kicked my butt, not to mention my kids.

This week was crazy busy. We found out that our older two boys did indeed get onto their swim team (yeah!!!), Samuel's baseball team (AA A's) won their playoff game in a nail biter and will compete again on Tuesday for the American League Championship game, My hubby celebrated his ^* b-day, we had open house at Samuel and Patrick's school. The Scouts were responsible for the BBQ before open house, I drove to Novato (an hour away) to visit my cousin who had her first baby (adorable and sweet) and yesterday I took Gabriel to his first session with a reading tutor and then met my friend a Down syndrome mom for happy hour which turned into a marathon discussion on how to help the Down syndrome community achieve their child's educational goals. Are you exhausted reading this, because I sure am. Of course I left out I took Maria to the park, laundry, cooking, Costco trip and cleaning but hey that's stuff that never goes away.

I guess my lack of getting up and moving like I had been at the beginning of the month may be due to the fact that I know I have a week and a half left before the kids get out of school and my inner sanctum is invaded by all of my children. I know that for some of you this sounds selfish and uncaring. I love my children as much as the next mom. I however realize that I need time to myself otherwise I turn into a not so nice mom. Last summer Gabriel didn't go to summer school and Maria was a toddler. That first week of summer nearly took me under. So I guess to avoid that sinking feeling, I'm giving myself a break. If I don't get dressed until 11 am, don't have dinner planned until 3pm and haven't emptied the dishwasher by 9am oh well. It's time in my life and where I'm at. It always gets done, and hey it's only a 4 day week!