The end of Summer

Labor Day Weekend marks the end of Summer for me.  This year, I took a momcation and went to visit my girls.

I stayed with Linds

Sushi with the girls.

Mimosa's by the river...
Shopping...
Sleeping....

My kind of vacation.  On Monday I headed home, high five'd the Hubs who was headed with the boys to the lake.

To do things like this:

Brittany and I have a pack, whenever the boys go away we have a sleepover for however long they are gone. 

I love me some Brittany.
Please. Move. Closer.

Slowly but surely I'm making friends here.
My neighbor Jen invited me over for Wine and Appetizers with the Mom's from Mom's group.
(that's right.  I joined a Mom's group.  And I'd do it again.)

I biked over.
Cause I can. 

I also met some Mom's at our Harlan Ranch Park.  

We headed out for the Taste of Riverpark.
So much Fun!
It's kinda like Wine Walk back home. 

Jack started Soccer!

He's a natural!

I love his soccer team and parents.
Everyone has been so friendly to us.

Jack makes friends every where we go.

Here he is with his posse stirrin up trouble.

We made it to the Clovis Downtown fair.
Before you know it, we'll fit in with all the other Clovis Peeps and won't be the new kids in town!

Livin the Dream

With the kids both in school 3 days a week, one would think this newly appointed stay at home Mom would have a lot of free time on her hands.

One would THINK.

But that one person would be wrong.

I have 2 hours once I have dropped off before I have to head back to pick up.  That's 6 hours to myself a week.  6 whole hours. 

Out of those 6 whole hours I volunteered in Jack-mans classroom for 2 hours every Wednesday.  Which leaves me 4 hours. 

4 child free hours to decide if I would like to clean my house, or grocery shop without someone under 3 feet asking for something every two seconds, or maybe I would like to do laundry, or go to the cleaners, or who knows.  I mean... the options really are endless. 

To say this whole transition has been challenging would be an understatement.  Being a stay at home Mom is not for the weak.  Being a working Mom isn't for the weak either.  And now that I have been on both sides of the fence I get it.  Both sides judge the other, both sides think they have it tougher, both sides think they are doing the best for their children.  

We have our good days.

And we've had some bad days

But we work through it. 

I feel like life is hard no matter what path you take.  I had some of the hardest days of my life working for Travelers everyday.  But I can tell you that in the last three months I've had days that have blown those days out of the water.  Don't get me wrong.  This Job has it's perks.  On Sundays, I never get those UGH I have to go to work thoughts.  I have also gotten into a grove, a routine if you will.  Instead of feeling like I was on maternity leave, or vacation, this finally feels like life.  And a life that is pretty good.  The biggest perk to this job is my Husband.  He never makes me feel like I have it on easy street.  He never makes me feel under appreciated.  He still makes me feel like he couldn't make it without me.  And that makes this transition the easiest.  

My kids act the same.  Some days my children beg to go to daycare.  I guess I'm not always as fun as 15 other children their own age on a jungle gym.  But I try.  And I know that they know deep deep down I'm doing the best I can.  I keep telling myself that in years to come they will love that I stayed home with them.  

I can't say how long this gig will last.   But I can say that for right now, I'm gonna keep on rockin it.