June is nearly here. The weather has gotten hot and the school calendar is FULL. Things are about to be busy, busy busy as they always are at this time of year. With kids in school June always feels slightly like a heady roll down a very steep hill to me. It seems like it will be great fun when you lie down at the top of the hill but as you pick up speed you begin to realize that you've lost any semblance of control and the hill is really running the show.
This year our June is jammed with field trips and class plays, dance performances, publishing parties and potlucks as well as two half days off sandwiched between the mysterious "Chancellor's Day" a full day off in the middle of the week. To top it off my daughter is graduating from fifth grade and moving on to middle school. So that adds a ceremony and a party to the calendar. She also has designs on organizing a sleepover. Put it all together and I find myself caught somewhere between "When will summer be here?" (which is usually what I spend June thinking) and "Wait! Wait! I'm not ready!!"
So while I'll be packing lunches for field trips and pulling costumes together for performances and signing up for potluck food, taking photos and shooting video of all these moments the whole thing will be laced with a certain bittersweet awareness that life is again moving forward as it does with children. They grow, they learn, they develop and change just as they should. It always seems to happen just slightly before I'm ready for it.
I am grateful in a way for being so busy. And I'm grateful, too, for all the wonderful years in our cozy little "hippie school". My younger one still has two more years there so it is not as if it is completely over. But I will miss having both my kids at the same school. I will miss being in and out of the classroom, helping at lunch, chaperoning field trips. Those times have already begun to fade into memory as my kids have shifted away gradually from me and more toward their peers. I'm already at school less often than in years past.
So bring on the changes, I'll manage. I welcome all the new stuff that middle school will bring. But forgive me if I shed a few tears for those days gone by. And thank you brilliant teachers and administrators for keeping me so busy this spring that I'll just not have much time to shed those tears too heavily into my iced coffee.
This is an original post to NYC Moms Blog.Jessica Ciosek is a writer living in Soho with her family. She'll be wearing sunglasses a lot this June.