Summertime, and the living is [not] easy…

My mom loves the song “Summertime” from Porgy and Bess. However, unlike the song implies, summertime is not easy. The living is actually rather chaotic. I want The Boy to have the same happy memories of summer that I had — swimming lessons, camping, trips. But my mom didn't work. And even though I work from home, I still work. And stuff has to be done. So I try to fit it all in.

But the fun doesn't stop there.

Josh doesn't keep any sort of a regular schedule during the summer (he just has to get his hours in), so I have NO IDEA when I'll have time to work. Add that to the fact that I've been on “babysitting standby” for my brother's three-month-old this week, and things are downright silly. It hasn't been easy, and things are shifted about constantly.

As I write this, The Boy is eating lunch and The Baby is in her carseat, drinking from a bottle propped up by a pillow (a trick I learned from Josh while he was a stay-at-home dad after The Boy was born).

So, between the realities of working from home with one (sometimes two) kids, planned trips, and various what-not sure to come up, things are a bit manic.

But at least I'm getting done what needs to be done.

For now.

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