Thirty more days

I know that I should not wish my life away.  Goodness knows what the next six weeks are going to bring...but oh, I will be grateful when school is over.  These days I am absolutely feeling like the worst mother ever.  I am tired of nagging my children, and maybe I shouldn't.  And yet, not reminding Robert for the umpteenth time that he ought to take a rain jacket to a rainy meet seems necessary.  I suppose there are those who would feel that if I don't remind him and he learns the hard way, I would probably never have to remind him again.  But if the child gets sick, isn't that just more work for me?  And aren't parents supposed to be a safety net...isn't that our job?  I hardly feel that I am a mom that is on 24/7 rescue mode...I am ALL ABOUT natural consequences.  But ultimately, I am still mom, and right now, this mom is just tired.  I know that I am supposed to to treasure each day with my children and I try very, very hard to remember to do so.  At the same time, those carefree summer days are a whole lot easier to treasure!