August is Tough

August is tough.

Now in our 5th year of living on a college campus, I should know the routine enough to see it coming and prepare accordingly. My middle name is 'preparation', but nothing seems to prepare me (or my kids) for August.

* I can hear myself whining but I feel better getting this out.*

I have referred to this month as the month of single parenting. I get a taste of it for a month... and I hate it. But maybe, to remind me to be thankful that I have an amazing partner in life. (yeah, that 's a good way to look at it). On top of that, this one is probably the toughest yet, due to some foreseen and surprise issues our family is facing right now.

So, as quietness fades from the dorms, as my world turns into a 'fish bowl', as parking space stealers raise my blood pressure, and as my home becomes a 'lobby' of sorts for a while... I will be thankful for all the extra moments I get to see my hubby and our kids, their dad- as he pops his head in the door throughout the day, and all the amazing people/friends that live in our community, and that no matter where we live my kids know that we are a loving family committed to one another.

My hope is knowing that I can have joy, knowing that there is good for me, for my family in this even if it on the other side of this 'tough' time. And also that my kids are resilient and very forgiving of a cranky mommy.

And I was right, I do feel just a little better.

*Happier post to come this weekend.*

I'm working on a fun little project for my Benjamin - as long as my sewing machine keeps behaving.