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my new favorite 3 little words.

       

        SUMMER.IS.OVER. I won't even waste time and have you read for 5 minutes before you
wonder what they are. SUMMER.IS.OVER.  I am so very thankful for those 3 little words. I am losing my shizit. Some woman are cut out to be home all day with the kids and they are happy to do so. I am,to a point, then I feel like I'm losing it. Im over the summer . OVER IT.
        I Looooooove my babies. I can often be borderline obsessed with their cute little selves. I am with them all the time , 24/7. I am thankful and very grateful to be able to do so, but at the same time, HOT DAMN! The bickering, the fighting,the constant entertaining. The disgusting heat of the south this time of year can give you a case of cabin fever. Which, by the way, does not help with entertaining kids who like to be outside and on the go ALL THE TIME.
       I would be lying if  said I wouldn't miss them at all. But I also would be lying if I said I wasn't excited for school to start. Its bittersweet. My sassy Sophia is heading off to 2nd grade. She's fiercely independent, very smart, and strong willed. She's a little nervous for whats to come this year and that's OK . My chubby handed little sweet madman of a boy is headed off to Kindergarten. I have a few butterflies in my stomach sending him off for good. It'll never just be me and him again. It's a new chapter for them and for me.
        With that being said, I feel like I am tailgating for the big game tomorrow. Sipping wine while slapping mayo on those turkey sandwiches and putting their snacks in their bags to send them off into the world. Part of me wants to turn into that parking lot screeching in on 2 wheels and opening the door and giving them a swift little kick to the front door . Part of me knows that things will never be the same now that all of my kids are either graduated or in school full time. The time really does fly by. And speaking from experience , I know it'll all speed right on past me now. Motherhood is such a sad gig sometimes.
         I don't know what I am supposed to do now with everyone gone all day. I do know that I am taking a few weeks to spend time with myself and figure out whats next for me and do things like Yoga, running,writing and some soul searching for my next chapter. Perhaps packing if this freaking house decides to sell.
         But tomorrow , I will kiss my babies goodbye. I will watch their chubby little hands wave as they step onto the bus. Then, being the psycho that I am, Ill race to their school to stalk them and walk to their classes to watch them settle in and take 500 pictures. Ill smile at the moms who are doing this for the first time and remember how insanely hard I cried and how I sat outside of the school the entire day when I sent the first one off. Then by the time next week rolls around I imagine I will have settled into the kid free weekday and skip around Target with a latte and enjoy this for a few weeks.
     

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