The nothing summer

We are doing nothing this summer.  The kids are not going to camp, we are not taking a vacation - well, if you count one overnight with a friend next weekend - then yes a small vacation.  But mostly - nothing.  And , you know, I'm fine with that.  It is how I remember summer as a kid.  Hanging out at home, playing with the neighbor kids, finally getting a chance to stay up late on a weeknight.  I'm doing the same for my kids.  Except no one is around!  No big kids in the playground they are all at day camp or sleep away.  Friends - theirs and mine - are all away on vacation.  

How are they supposed to tell the difference between school and summer vacation if we don't give the kids a chance to hang around and get bored, fight with each other, stay up late, sleep in late and generally be lazy, imaginative toads for nine weeks?!  

Every summer I say I'll sign the kids up for a couple of weeks of camp here and there and at least my older one says she wants to go.  Then the slow, lazy, unscheduled days of summer arrive and I'm glad to not have to make lunches and hustle the kids off somewhere for the day.  I'm glad to just hang out with them, let them hang out with each other and generally tell the whole structured world we'll get back to them in the fall.  

This summer I'm working a good amount - but I can work at home.  My husband, too, is busy but he works both in and out of the house.  We've set up a space in the bedroom for our work and the kids are old enough to create projects and games for themselves while we work.  So far this summer they've built forts, constructed homemade race tracks, made spaceships from chairs and pillows, baked brownies, made instant pudding and homemade lemonade and finally bonded with our often cranky cat.  

Sure, I'm fortunate to stay home - of course that could explain why we aren't going on vacation but it's a trade-off.  And I wouldn't have it any other way.  I just wish more people did the hang out summer - then we could all be rockin' the summer together.           

Synchronicity rocks

Researching an article about synchronicity and seeing all the coincidences in my life that point to signs I am moving in the right direction.  Synchronicity is not the Police album - it is instead the idea of coincidence - running into someone you just thought about or having a dream about something that then happens.  It is a concept first advanced by Carl Jung - who is the king of the collective unconscious which is the basis for all the Law of Attraction stuff.  It's super cool amazing stuff.  Totally just wanted - after my last bummed out post - to be flowing the positivity of synchronicity and all the goodness of the universe.  This rambles - but it is a happy ramble.  Consider the joy!

Tomorrow is the birthday - first time I haven't paid too much attention to it.  It's only taken me 44 years.    

Rockin' very anxiously here

Still trying very hard to rock it here - but it's been two months since I happened on this brilliant idea and well - no posts.  Today I rectify that.  I guess, what I can do now is document in some blog fashion my struggles to be a rockin' mom.  It's just life is a boatload of stress these days.

But I'm working on it - I'm writing regularly - recently found a paying freelance gig - that is helping.  I am working diligently on other writing projects.  I am (mostly) thinking positively while enjoying my kids for the summer.  Just now I am sun burned (shame) and tired, and sweet pook, my daughter is not feeling well.  I am alternately looking forward to the weekend and panicked because business doesn't happen on the weekend. 

My rockin' mom feature today is a friend who said -"Don't worry.  Whatever happens to you good or bad, it will happen.  Whether you worry or not."  I'm choosing to hold tight to that sentiment just now.