Mum's the Word

Finding time to write this summer ... only from bed

Posted: Jun. 16, 2017 11:40 am Updated: Jun. 16, 2017 11:52 am

It's the end of a long day. Again.

I'm in bed, thinking bedtime should have been done about two hours ago.

I blame the sun and the longer nights. It's nice for long walks and having drinks outside with friends, but not so great for child-rearing. I have the room-darkening shades, but at their age they know those shades are liars. They know that there's still another hour of daylight and that a lot of their friends don't go to bed until much later.

Too bad I'm a super lame mom who insists that children who destroy the house and try to kill each other all day need to go to bed by 8.

I'm over summer already. Let's shorten it! We know it's bad for their brains and the refereeing has already taken years off my life. I know we are all reading that article on how we need to take advantage of all the summers we have with our kids because we don't have many left before they leave us. But I think it's OK to also feel a little overwhelmed and sleepy ... and that 10 to 12 weeks is overdoing it.

Speaking of overdoing it, I'm all of a sudden remembering that feeling of looking forward to summer because May was swamped. May might have been swamped, but at least there was a schedule.

Now there's no structure and it's impossible to plan anything with multiple kid events happening at the same time. I clearly remember us all saying when summer came we could all chill. Then summer came and we decided to cram every freaking summer camp available into the first two weeks of June.


I mean a part of me is happy to keep them busy, but that's the part of me that doesn't have to prep all their stuff, get them there and then pick them up.

I suppose the alternative, to just keep them home and do nothing, isn't any better because I usually don't have a plan other than to get chores done and then hang out. Shockingly, both of these are considered some sort of cruel and unusual punishment.

I've seriously been meaning to write for about a week now and there has been zero time. Between running people to summer camps, organizing laundry and refereeing the "he/she said/did" fights, there's not been a lot of extra time to write down my inner thoughts of the day. I barely have enough time to throw on actual PJ's, and not just the T-shirt I'm currently wearing, and pass out while looking at today's Instagram.

I keep saying I will get up early and get some work done, but then morning comes and my body rejects it. I know the second I open my eyes they will come for me.

So the nighttime from my bed is where the party's at.

I'm in my bed quietly typing while they think I'm sleeping, willing my eyes to stay open so I can finish this paragraph and impart some sort of hope into the abyss.

But alas, it's summer and the children have taken over. I will just have to enjoy my shortened me time ... from bed.

Jen Reekie was born and raised in Quincy and received a communications degree at the University of Kansas, which has come in quite handy as she communicates every day with four children who don't hear a word she says. This stay-at-home mom enjoys the challenge, though, and shares her experiences in this blog, "Mum's the Word." She welcomes your feedback, questions and stories about staying sane while raising kids.

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