Sense and resentenability

I am of two minds these summer days. One mind is much enjoying "Camp Mom" (where I am full-time caring, hangin' and activity-izing my 2 big kids and 1 small babe). It's a good life.
But that other, sneaky and stealth mind is resentful of no "me time".  I miss writing.  I miss networking.  I miss talking with other grown-ups. 

Good Gandhi - growing humans is a rewarding and amazing experience.  I wouldn't trade it for the world (or George Clooney).  And, no I wouldn't want to go back to full-time-out-in-the-world-paid-work and put these 3 humans in daycare.  I do know I have a good life - and am grateful for it.  Staying home with them is a privilege.

But it's also a job.

A big job.

An all encompassing job.

And I struggle to find time to write my Nick of Time column over at yummymummyclub.ca.  And pop in to http://www.fisherpriceplay.ca/ and share dear son's latest milestones.  

And I remind myself that when I wrote about life lessons and re-calculating parenting and mourning a baby...that there is a bigger picture.  And I tend to dwell in the details.

So I push the 2nd sneaky stealth mind to the side.  There will be days and years of "me time" "writing time" and "grown up time" in my future.  Right now, I must appreciate the growing years because I know they fly so fast...