going 90 mph all the time

Summer is supposed to be fun right? Picnicking with friends by the pond, reading a book on the porch, canoeing on the lake are typical Maine summer activities. I am squeezing in those things, but my typical day looks more like this:

awaken at 5am with a toddler kicking my fanny because she crawled in at 2am and likes to sleep sideways

go out to the garden to dump the compost bucket and enjoy the quiet and the birds

sneak down to the furnace room for a little time reading email and my favorite blogs

fix 7 breakfasts, empty dishwasher, fill dishwasher, clean up counters and table

direct older children to practice the piano and finish up those last stubborn school subjects (Mary is down to spelling, Charlie has 3 stories left, and Will has vocabulary, spelling, and reading left)

wash, dry, and fold 3 loads of laundry

make lunch and clean up

run 7 miles

recharge the riding mower after some little kid drained the battery, direct Will to mow the grass

get on the big tractor and mow around the edges of the fields

sweep all the floors in the house except the kid's bedrooms and bathrooms

mop the entire 1st floor after Julia Ellen spills red Koolaid

• sit on the front porch with a cold bottle of beer, enjoying the view

• decide what to have for supper and make it, clean up afterwards and run another load of dishes
• go out into the garden to escape the children, only to have the little ones follow to help and peer into the compost bin
• trudge inside at dusk to bathe the 3 younger children, brush teeth, and harass the older ones into showering make sure all the garage and barn doors are shut
•  read aloud on the sofa
• put the baby and little boys to bed
• crawl into bed and read until my eyelids droop shut
• turn off the downstairs lights so the big kids will go to bed
• fall asleep at about 10:30pm

rise and shine ready for a slight variation the next day , and the next, and the next...

I do realize that my life is a bit easier now than it was with a newborn or infant, but I know that lazing around eating bon-bons on the sofa while watching TV is not going to be a major part of my daily routine for many, many years to come.