My life changes in exactly two weeks.
Because my kids go back to school.
Now part of me is really ready and terribly excited. I will be able to reclaim those quiet productive hours in the house… alone. The laundry will be done regularly. A warm dinner might make it’s way to the table more often.
But then there’s the other part of me that is prone to worry.
- Will my kids fit in this year?
- Will they find encouraging friendships?
- How will they handle getting up and at ’em so early each morning?
- Will I like their teachers?
- Will their teachers like them?
Blah, blah, blah.
This has been one of the best summers on record for the Scott clan. While we limped into it because of some painful wounds, we’ve affectionately dubbed this “the summer of healing” because it has been just that. We have been able to spend life-giving family time together. It’s been slower paced than in years past so we’ve experienced a richer time for relationships.
And it’s because of all that, I hate letting my kids out of that “bubble” and into a world that wants to eat them up and spit them out.
But it is inevitable.
If you visit me at CWAHM today, you’ll see what I am doing to combat that tendency to worry. I wonder if it’s something you are experiencing, too?
Just like everything else, God has the perfect solution to my fear and stress. And how grateful I am for it…
Click here and I’ll take you over. I know God will meet you in my words and will calm your anxious mommy-heart at the same time.
He always does…