school yearDear School Year,

Listen, we need to talk. I think it’s time for us to take a break. It’s not you! It’s me.

I love you, and you know that. I love how you take my kids for seven hours a day, five days a week. You answer their infinite number of questions so I can get a little break. I love that you teach them things of which I have zero to limited knowledge. I love that you take them to the museum, the aquarium, and the zoo, saving my bank account. But if I chaperone one more field trip, I might just lose it.

It’s never going to end, is it?

Posted by The Mom TruthBomb on Tuesday, June 13, 2017

 
It’s not just the endless school trips and functions. It’s the the paperwork that comes home in the backpacks. I haven’t even looked at it in months; it comes out of the folder and goes directly in the trash. And the homework that my kids insist on complaining about for an hour before they eventually just do it? I’ll be honest – I don’t even ask them about it anymore.

Ugh, whatever!

Posted by The Mom TruthBomb on Monday, June 12, 2017

 
Look, School Year, we’ve had some really great times. Remember when my kids were driving me insane at 8:00 in the morning and you sent your beautiful yellow chariot to whisk them away before I totally lost my mind? That was so wonderful, and I’ll always cherish it.

But that’s also a big part of the problem. It’s everything from dragging my kids out of bed in the morning, to slapping together some semblance of lunch for them, to trying to get them to just put on their freaking shoes!

Some might say I should be thanking you. And I do thank you, and I appreciate all you’ve done. But at what cost? Although my kids may think so, I don’t actually enjoy screaming at them every morning. But if you’re in the picture, School Year, it seems I have no other choice.

I’m sorry if any of this hurts your feelings, but I feel as though I owe you the cold, hard truth.

I know what you must be thinking – “She’ll be back!” And you’re probably right. But for now, I just need some space, you know? I’m sure that once we’re through I’ll have my doubts, but I really think this is for the best.

Farewell, School Year! I will remember all the great times we had, but I will also enjoy my new-found freedom. For about a month or so. Then I will most likely be begging for you to come back. Please take me back when I do.

Sincerely,

Moms Everywhere

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