Sometimes I feel as if I've lost my way a bit. That the mother I used to be has been buried under a pile of expectations, a smattering of competitiveness and a bucket load of judgment.
As someone who doesn't work outside the home (I am so fed up with describing myself as Just A Mother but have yet to come up with an alternative) I used to love it when the children broke up for the holidays. Then we slowly became a family of seven and guilt settled in happily next to worry while envy budged up to make room for them both.
Which resulted in me dreading the summer break. What was I going to do with them? Everyone was jetting off or had an action packed summer planned (they weren't and they didn't).
Today though I feel as if I'm getting reacquainted with an old friend, the mother who thought up loads of fun activities (like the unsurprisingly popular Topsy Turvey Day one year on holiday when the children were the "adults").
This weekend, apart from doing the usual ferrying around, I shall be Sorting Out the Family Room and Making a Start on the Hall. It doesn't feel as if the holidays can start properly until things are a bit straighter.
Then I shall sort out the craft cupboard, buy new supplies and write my Big List of Things To Do For Bored Children. Hopefully it will contain something for everyone, things to do alone and stuff that will need my taxi-driving skills.
As well as being with the children I plan on finding a crucial missing piece for my sewing machine and firing it up again, finishing some knitting projects, trying to learn to crochet (again), do some "proper" cooking and wade through the stack of books by my bed. In short I shall potter. It seems to make for a more harmonious family life if I potter rather than be on the computer.
What I don't plan on doing is blogging in the strictest sense during the summer holidays. I think I may still want to post pictures. I've read a couple of blogs (one American) where the mother just posts a picture a day which is appealing. I might not even get around to that, who knows?
What I definitely don't plan on doing is going on Twitter. So much of that frustrates me these days it seems a stupid waste of my time to get annoyed with certain individuals who are always moaning and who twitter so much you wonder if actually they don't have children at all but are the proverbial lone man in a bed-sit.
So I wish you all a wonderful summer filled with dripping ice-cream cones, cloudless skies and enough precious memories to keep you warm throughout winter xx