I am suffering from melancholy and some form of Mommy Burn-Out. I love all three of my precious babies so much but lately I am struggling with my job...my job being that of a Mom. I can’t imagine doing or being anything else...but I can’t seem to do this one very well right now.
One thing that is lying heavily on my heart is that my sweet baby girl is going into high school in the fall. Tomorrow is officially the last day of 8th grade for her. I am sad, scared, and so proud of her. She is transferring out of our cloistered private school into the wide-open, who knows what to expect, local, public school. I can’t hide how scary that is for me. She is so good, sweet and kind. I am so very afraid some of that will change in the halls of that free for all of society. She is so excited about the change. It is a good public high school and there are tons of good people there, but I am worried about MY girl.
I feel like I have failed her in so many ways and the time has just passed so quickly. I can’t seem to make up for it. At the same time, I am failing my boys and the clock is ticking. There was so much I wanted to do, so many memories to make and her childhood is zooming to a close.
My dear daughter now.....
"Behold,children are a heritage from the Lord, The fruit of the womb is a reward."