There are days I wonder if I am deficient when it comes to motherhood. There are posts all over Facebook from moms I know who are basking in the exploits of their children, praising God for blessing them with their little ones, and sharing all kinds of photos.
Me? I’m sitting her counting the days—13 to be exact—until the girls go back to school so that I can hear myself think. I’m tired of the fighting and the name calling that goes on between the two of them, even though I feel like it’s partially my fault for being so busy lately I haven’t lined up play dates or other exciting things for them to do while their friends are away on vacation.
Every August is like this. We go on vacation in July, but their neighborhood friends vacation later in the summer. Right now, there isn’t a single one of the neighbors’ kids they usually play with around. If I weren’t tied to my computer and money wasn’t so tight right now, we could do more. I could take them out and break up some of the time. But visiting the library doesn’t cut it at this point in the summer and everything they want to do involves spending bucket loads of cash.
Thankfully, next week is vacation Bible school and they are looking forward to it. We don’t have to be at church until around 6 p.m., but I’ll have plenty of running around to do during the day to keep them occupied.
Okay, enough whining. I think maybe we’ll go bake some cookies—if we can manage it without one of them calling the other person an idiot.
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