It’s early morning on Saturday and I’m up at 6 a.m. — why?! Why am I not taking advantage of my deep and cozy bed and the chance to snooze in? I need some Mom Time, that’s why. Just me. No noise. No need this, want that. Yesterday we picked up son #2 from a two-week camp in Alabama. We stopped to visit our daughter at her camp along the way, took her to lunch then redelivered her. Today, back home, we have a double-header up in Hermitage with our 7-year-old and then early tomorrow morning I’m driving my 14-year-old to camp in Rolla, Missouri. You bet I need Mom Time.
I don’t like having children away from home, but I know they love going to camp. So I try hard to keep my chin up, but I find myself getting up early, praying more, missing more.
Soon enough my boys will be up and the needs will begin … I’m thinking of making blueberry pancakes with all of these North Carolina blueberries I got at Costco … They love those … and I love them …
For now … It’s nice to hear the chirpings of the morning birds outside my window.
