There are no more educational outings.
It’s been raining for three days straight.
You think maybe the kids’ hands and their tablet devices have fused, they’ve been using them so much.
It’s time to think about handing the kids back to their usual custodians – their teachers and classmates. Let’s face it, you’re beginning to think, they know what they’re doing with them.
You’re feeling guilt about the fact you’re fantasising about a clean house, a house that isn’t always full of children – yours and other miscellaneous buddies – and that the kitchen wasn’t just an ocean of juice and water glasses (because of course they need a fresh one every time they want a drink – of course they do). You’re dreaming of a chopping board free of crumbs. And, guilt of guilts, you’re dreaming of going back to work.
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You love having the kids home. Of course you do. But it isn’t real life, with real rules and real stresses. Which is exactly as it should be – holidays are the time for throwing out the healthy lunches and the bedtime deadline and the homework-before-dinner rule – but you’re beginning to hanker for some order, some sanity in the chaos. And yes, a break from making sandwiches.
The kids have turned their attention to getting back to school with a vengeance. It’s only been two weeks, but somehow it seems they need new everything, and although they’ve been communicating with their friends every five minutes, they’re hankering to get back to being alongside them every day, and it’s making you feel a bit inadequate.
Also, you’re getting twitchy about work. The things you’ve put on hold during the weeks of school holidays are beginning to keep you up at nights. Reality is looming.