Tomorrow is the last day of holidays before my 3 kidlets head off back to school and I start my rounds of furious hat-swapping. I’ve loved being home, I really have. At times I’ve wished kids came standard with a mute button… but I doubt I’m the only mom on the planet who has hankered after that. So… school term: by now I know what I’m in for… early mornings, synchronizing schedules of who has to be where when and with what, making sure they are fed along the way (a few times a day)… homework and tests, good teachers and scary teachers… eisteddfods and ballet exams and so on and so on.
Its a little daunting to get back into real life, but the best part is – I get my brain back! For a few hours a day I won’t be MOOOOOM!!’d at mind numbing five minute intervals. The rest of the day is a glorious smoosh of fetch and carry and listen and laugh and council and shutup and referee and correct and leave be. But… I get my brain back! Did I mention that already?
Amidst the happy chaos of home and family, I’m looking forward to pockets of tranquility, rich silence and brainspace in which ideas can stretch their fingers and toes, rooting into the sandy soil of reality but stretching up way beyond where I can see, to touch the far edges of impossibility. That place where hopes and dreams live.
I’m going to embrace the chaos and the quiet, and then see what comes out of my fingertips. It’ll be fun, don’t you think?