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You are here: Home / Family Life / Do not say they drive you mad.

Do not say they drive you mad.

August 9, 2013 by

If, wearied, you wish the summer holidays to end and peace to reign again at home,

I ask you to count.

Count the weeks of holiday from now till that 18th year, when examinations stop – and life begins.

Count the Christmas tumble weeks, count the raining Easter weeks, count the weeks of trips away and count the weeks of summer, inched and etched away by politicians as they will be.

Count off, mark gone, the weeks of summer camps and days of housework, uniform shopping and revision that will steal their time.

Erase the days with friends and weekends when dancing shows, sports events, a school fete and trip abroad will steal them.

Count, count, count until you know the number of weeks left to you, school weeks blotted out, where your child will be yours, just yours.

There are less than you think.

You will not value them unless you count them.

They will slip by in Facebook hours and rushing through the countless jobs. The in a minute’s and yes we will’s and well I’d like to moments will be said, not done.

And then, like me, you’ll find a house of baby ducks are gawky and grown and flying the nest.

***

The summer holiday is going too fast. I have 26 weeks, maybe less, left where Fran will be a child in this house, before she goes, before she’s grown.

I was here all the time and so was she and I still -almost- missed her.

I was still nearly too busy.

I was still distracted, even though she was right beneath my nose.

I have done better recently.

We do better even though the school weeks are lost to me now.

***

Do not let them drive you mad.

Do not wish for the end of summer.

Stop. Look. Listen.

***

If you are lucky, you will never have to truly miss your child. You will never truly know how it feels for them to be gone.

But even so. Stop.

Look.

Listen.

They are gone so fast.

***

In less than the time since Freddie was born, which is still yesterday, still a hole blown in my heart, my first chick will fly the nest, joyfully, blessed by us, with hopes and dreams and a life.

It’s such a tiny, tiny time since she was born.

A whole life time – and I was still almost – almost – too busy.

I still almost missed it.

Too tired. Too stressed. Too busy. Too selfish.

A whole blog of ten years, days and days of time with little girls and little boys and still – still – it flew by.

***

Take it from someone taking the slower route a 6th time.

Let them drive you mad.

Curse the first day of term and ward it off with evil eye.

Do not let them drive you mad.

Do not ask how much longer.

Go slow.

Learning to dress make. #keepingtheteenbusy #doingstuff #summerholidays

Filed Under: Family Life, Fran, Thinking

Comments

  1. Angela says

    August 9, 2013 at 3:06 am

    I love this. And I really needed to read it.

  2. greer says

    August 9, 2013 at 6:03 am

    Ahhh so true x

  3. Carol says

    August 9, 2013 at 6:30 am

    Thankyou. I need reminding of this right now. xx

  4. Sarahmumof3 says

    August 9, 2013 at 7:50 am

    LOVE this Merry, I try so very hard to not miss them.. but I so nearly do. I however will not wish the holidays away no matter how much they drive me mad 🙂

  5. Super Busy Mum {Debs} says

    August 9, 2013 at 8:12 am

    I needed this. Thank you! It can be hard with children at home 24/7, but your words couldn’t be more true. xx

  6. SeasiderClare says

    August 9, 2013 at 11:59 am

    That is beautiful! I’m guilty of wishing away the holidays but only because I am overcome with guilt that I have to work and can’t spend time at home.
    I don’t really wish he was at school, just that I could be enjoying the summer too.
    Lovely post x

  7. Red Rose Mummy says

    August 9, 2013 at 1:11 pm

    I love this post Merry, Bud starts Nursery in September and I’m already trying to carve out time when he is ‘mine’, before I lose him a little to the academic treadmill. A very good reminder of how precious time with your children is.

  8. Jill says

    August 9, 2013 at 2:07 pm

    This is so true! They grow up in a flash

  9. Chris says

    August 9, 2013 at 3:07 pm

    Perfect and spot on xxx

  10. Jeanette says

    August 9, 2013 at 5:02 pm

    Love this! My eldest will be gone, this time next year she’ll be waiting for A level results, I have so little time left with her, and it’s hard, so hard to see her taking tiny steps away each day, though not nearly as hard as not seeing her baby sister ever take any.
    I love the holidays, even the crappy days with bored children and stroppy teens, and mess. I love them, and I don’t want them to be over. x

  11. Dimitra (loooong time lurker) says

    August 9, 2013 at 5:54 pm

    That was beautiful Merry, thank you 🙂

  12. Melksham Mum says

    August 10, 2013 at 9:25 pm

    Beautifully written and such wise words. Thank you x

  13. Julia - juliaandmia.com says

    August 15, 2013 at 7:40 pm

    Great post – Julia x

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