Yesterday I realized that this weekend is my last weekend of freedom. No, I’m not going to jail. School starts on Tuesday and I’m already freaking out. I’ve got so much on my mind right now and I feel like school is my last priority. These next two semesters are going to be killer for Brand and I. Brand got accepted into the Masters program and his brother says that the program is just like the first year of dental school, so it’s pretty rough. I’m taking 5 classes this semester and I also have an internship 16 hours a week. Sometimes I over stress, and I think this is one of those times, but sometimes it’s just hard for me to not worry.
This summer was good to me. I worked/got to play with my kiddos all day (which to me is so much more fun than actual work or even gong to school, I love those kiddos!) We soaked up the sun had weekly traditions and really took full advantage of our summer! Monday was our swim day, Tuesday Barnes and Noble Book Club, Wednesday Kids Club at the mall, and Thursday was our eat out day. We relished in those traditions, but I might be the only one who misses them. Isn’t it funny how kids grow up and are all of a sudden too cool for you? Those little turds. Anyway, I missed swimming with them on Monday and when I was over at their house I couldn’t help but feel nostalgic about the whole summer. While it flew right by us I thoroughly enjoyed every single moment, even if I had to use the naughty step on a certain little boy.
Throughout the summer I kept reminding them of how many weeks of summer they had left, just so it wouldn’t sneak up too quickly and so they could prepare themselves. I also think that reminder was for me. To know that riiiiight after they got in school it was going to be my turn and then everything would change and I wouldn’t be able to be with them after school anymore. *heart broken*
“Are you leaving us?” The words out of baby B’s mouth, she is a cleaver one that girl. I had to explain to them that I wasn’t leeeeeaving, but that we should just blame the whole situation on my school. Because, it really is their fault. I reminded them that I’m just one snapchat away and that they know how to get a hold of me. I’m so grateful to have been able to watch/nanny these kiddos for the past year. They are such a blessing in my life and I’ve learned so much through them. Isn’t amazing how kids can open your eye to a whole new world? And that all they really need in life is love. I love those kiddos!
I think the summery to this summer’s ending is that good things come to an end. And once one good thing ends another begins. Well, that’s what I’m hopeful for with these next two semesters.
Cheers to change.