For some, summer equals relaxation and a chance to slow down and recharge.
But for parents? Summer can equal late bedtimes, a sand-filled car, hundreds of new memories in the camera roll and just generally… chaos.
At least that’s the case with kids, 3 and 6. This summer has been all about (hear me out) ‘burying people’. It’s where we dig a giant trench at the beach and one “lucky” kid gets in while the others throw and dump sand around them until there’s only a bobbing, grinning head left showing. They climb out, dramatically of course, sand flying everywhere. Rinse, repeat.
With school wrapping up for most and holidays around the corner, there’s an unspoken circle of understanding among parents. Quite the opposite, really, of Forrest Gump’s “Life is like a box of chocolates.” In this case, we know exactly what we’re going to get.
A soundtrack of your kids’ giggles, meltdowns and, “can Noah come with us too?” Too many things to carry – mentally and physically. (You’ll likely wheel out the ol’ “I don’t have enough arms” a few hundred times). All the little mouths to feed. Your own kids, yes, but also an influx of kids from your street or their schools too. See also: many little people to remind repeatedly about sunscreen. Knowing that best laid plans also don’t stand a chance (due to aforementioned chaos). And the niggling thought in the back of your mind, for mums especially, to enjoy every minute of summer because “they go so fast” and “we only get a few of them before the kids are all grown up.”
Listen, it is not possible to enjoy every minute. You’re not alone in that. But I say, forgo expectations and take summer one day at a time. Low expectations is where parenting joy lives. Remind yourself that school will start up again, eventually.