Monday, August 11, 2014

Chill the Eff Out

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Summer. Two and a half months of long, hot, wide-open days.

No school. No soccer or gymnastics. No hounding PTA emails. No frantic mornings and packed lunches.

Summer. Sounds pretty damn good to me.

Ironically, this spring I dreaded its onset.

After a year in which two of my children attended some form or another of school, I should have been ecstatic. Jumping for joy. Cart-wheeling down the street with a drink in my hand.

Instead, I was nervous.

For the FIRST time ever, summer had lost its shine.

Reason number one: Entertainment

Basically, we go from ultra-structured days to 'hmmmm, what should we do?' days. It's a little shocking, even for the kids, and anyone who's had children will understand what I'm talking about.

This has never bugged me before. I am not an overly structured person. In fact, I'm pretty sure I don't fall anywhere within the Overly Structured paradigm.

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But somehow I got wrapped up in the busy-kid mentality that pervades in my neck of the woods.

Even in the summer, parents {working or not} tend to keep their children running from one activity to the next. Educational lessons built in wherever possible. Play dates up the friggin' yin-yang.

God forbid my children should have any long stretches of unfettered free time. Or a day or two to themselves - no plans, no friends, no coaches telling them what to do.

So, the first month of summer was pretty busy, at least by our standards. I even scheduled them to attend a week of VBS at my parent's church {which they loved, btw}.

But it was so unlike me to stress about being busy enough. About keeping them busy enough.

Freedom induced stress. Lame. Even I wanted to kick myself.

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Reason number two: The Canine

We rescued a 6-month-old puppy in May through a wonderful organization called Animal Aid & Rescue Foundation {if you're looking for a furry buddy, I would highly recommend them}.

I mean, what family with three young children living in a cramped house in the city doesn't need a puppy? I know, I know - what was I thinking? But we went ahead and did it anyway {God bless The Russian for caving in}.

She was sweet from the start - a heart on her sleeve kind of dog. But still a rowdy puppy, and one with her own bag of issues.

The Russian had little time to care for her, as I knew would be the case, and so the responsibility fell on me. And it hit me hard.

What the hell was I going to do with a hyper, rough-on-the-leash puppy all day? How would we get out and do our summery things without crating her for hours on end? How would she behave on our various vacations?

It was a physical and emotional dilemma - and yes, a trivial first world problem. And yes, one I might have foreseen, had I not had puppy blinders on.

Even in the midst of my meltdown, I knew it was ridiculous. I mean, she's a dog for crying out loud.

But somehow it felt as though I'd adopted a fourth child. A fourth child that ate everything, yanked your arm off on walks, and wouldn't mind getting a taste of every cat within eye shot. You get the picture.

I'm a capable woman. I am strong and determined. But for some reason, this dog brought me to my knees. I can't explain it, and I'm  embarrassed by my reaction, but that's the truth.

Conclusion: Chill the Eff Out
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So, yeah. Basically, I needed to take a chill pill. Or down a couple shots of tequila. Make that a whole round of shots.

By July, all was well.

We'd found our way back to an unstructured summer. And guess what? My kids don't combust when faced with a week of back yard play and old toys. A fact I'd once known but lost sight of.

And our puppy is awesome! She's got her quirks {and still considers cats fair game....good thing our feline steers clear}, but she suits our family and we suit her.

When next summer draws near, I'll be ready. If I feel the pressure to over-entertain my children or get the nutso urge to adopt another creature, I will take a moment.

I will walk to the liquor cabinet and grab trusty ol' Jose Cuervo. I'll take a long pull and then a deep breath.

Then all will be right with the world. :)

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1 comment:

  1. I think that it is great that you guys have added a dog to the mix. I can tell you that ours often add some unneeded stress, but there is so much joy in there too. Glad it all settled down and it sounds like a wonderful summer!

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