We have been getting a TON of rain! Along w/it comes humidity! We are used to none of these things. I must say for a town that freaks the heck out whenever there's a cloud in the sky, things have been pretty tame. Either people are too scared to come out of the house or else they have decided that it's just like regular driving only you need to put your lights on and be a lot more cautious.
In other news, school starts soon. I can't even begin to tell you how much I hate school. I hate buying supplies that go into a pot so that everyone has a "fair share" or whatever they call it. If I spend my time fighting other rabid mother's ready to bite your hand off if you get in the way, then I want my kids to be able to use what I've risked life and limb for! Otherwise, they should just charge everyone twenty bucks and then go shopping themselves, that way all the supplies are the same. I hate the first day jitters that make your stomach hurt and make you have to go to the bathroom twenty times before you get out the door. Not to mention all the crying. That's just how I deal w/the first day. I'm not even sure about the boys because I'm too busy having a nervous breakdown!
Which brings me ot all the social stuff that goes along w/it. Not because my boys seemed to have suffered yet, but because of my experience in school. I can't get into all that right now.
So, it's still a good 10 days away and I'm already feeling anxious and upset and SCARED. My son starts middle school this year. Wow. When he was just a little guy and everyone thought it was so funny to talk about how, "before you know it, he'll be starting school." I used to pray that God would come before I had to send my son to school. Now I have to send him to middle school. This is where he's going to learn that his mom isn't the best. He's going to find out that I'm not always fun to be around. He's going to turn into a little man that thinks he knows the answers, and wants to do things w/o me. He's going to want to spread his wings.Middle school is EVIL.
Then in three short years I'll have to endure high school! This is all too much to bear. These are the kinds of things they don't tell you about when you have kids. They don't tell you how emotionally draining and scary it all can be. I think I should start holding seminars for young girls and boys and let them know that having a baby is the easy part. That's cake. The hard stuff is how much you love your babies and how much it hurts when they are hurt. How much, you suddenly realize, there is to fear. The hard part is knowing how to raise happy, healthy little people. Knowing when to let go and when to push them. The hard part is loving them so much it hurts and wanting to give them the world yet still keep them in a bubble where you can protect them, all the while knowing that you have to let them become their own person and fly.