Welcome to July, peepers! I have to say it has been a whirlwind of activity at chez Schu. Graduations, grad parties galore, family visits, family vacations, jobs, joys and jubilation. For the most part that is. Suffice to say that the month of June flew by with a flurry of fun and momentous occasions and I am happy to say that we conquered. And that it’s over and we are moving forward with our eyes fully focused on settling in to a summer routine.
And I am also settling in very unsettled to a new kind of normal in my house. With a 20 year old, an 18 1/2 year old and a 16 1/2 year old, I am being body slammed and slapped upside the head with independence. The quest for more freedom, less rules, more “I know what I’m doing” and less “Mom, I need you’s”. Unless it’s for making sandwiches, breakfast or protein shakes - then they ‘need’ me all day long. Yes, their desire to be free from the iron tight grip of Mommy Dearest is like a raging wildfire and no amount of tears, threats or stomping my feet is doing much to change it.
And therein lies my post.
With Independence Day knocking on our door, what better way to commemorate the holiday than with a theme of independence. Because it feels at times as if I’m been at war with an army and lord knows the three brats that share my last name and my DNA can go to battle with the best of them. I do gather some comfort in knowing that I’m not alone and so in honor of all of you parents that are knee deep in the trenches with me, losing the battle but hopefully gaining inches on the war - this one, my peepers, this one is for all of us.