Summer (defined as the time when the children are out of school and I am not working) is almost over, and I’m not sure if I feel like weeping with sadness or breathing a sigh of relief.
Much of parenthood is this way for me — a complicated mix of longing and regret, anticipation and anxiety, the need for control balanced (or unbalanced) against the desire for spontaneity and looseness, interspersed with occasional (often unexpected) moments of unadulterated joy and contentment.
I’m the type of parent who thinks other people’s children are better behaved, more easy going, more respectful and cooperative than my own. I’m often an envious parent — a grass-is-always-greener-on-the-other-side parent.
But no longer! As we near the beginning of a new school year, I resolve to approach this life of ours with renewed optimism, mad parenting skills, and a light heart. Along the way, I will reflect on my experiences and share some tools and resources. I hope others will also join the conversation.