It’s that time again. Back-to-school. Dreaded words for kids and parents alike. Really though by this time the Littles are driving us crazy as the end of summer sets in and the boredom becomes unbearable. On one hand we are ready, and on the other we know that “back to school” really means, back to our crazy routines and busy schedules. Summer in all of its glorious chaos is coming to an end.
We get sentimental as it’s another year, another grade, and our kids are growing up right before our eyes. We hug them tight and for those of us with kids too young to be embarrassed by us quiet yet; we get the cherished moment of walking them to their class to make sure they get all settled in for that first day.
For me I had two firsts this year, Preschool and 2nd grade. This is the first year since my ex husband left that I will be “without a nanny.” Those words bring a bit of insecurity with them. This mean that this is the first year that it’s up to me to really manage our schedules. Not my strong suit.
Before their dad left this was something I was great at. Now, I’m lucky if I remember socks! After he left it was complete chaos in my brain. I went from being a stay-at-home-mom, to a single, full-time working mother, who could barely keep her head above water.
Today God has blessed me with an amazing job and a steady (semi-flexible) schedule, and in the past, nanny’s that have helped me keep house (a bit) and helped manage the chaos of having two active kids. This year it will be all mom, with little help.
As I sat in my office this afternoon, I had a minor panic attack, when I realized…..Oh yeah… I need to go get my oldest off the bus. This is not something I would normally have to think about and it was a small reminder that, “This is it mom, got to kick that brain into gear.”
So today I rest in Isaiah 41:10, knowing that I am not alone. I know where my strength comes from. Thank God, because I need Him if I’m going to make it through this year.