Home / Life True life: Summer stresses me out as a mama I feel so much pressure to make it magical for my family. By Colleen Temple May 24, 2018 Rectangle I live in New England. The winters can be tough. Whenever that first magically warm, sunny spring day finally pops up, I still feel like I should be meeting my friends on the quad to sit on a blanket and drink cheap beer…. But I’m not in college anymore. And as summer inches closer, I still feel like I should be heading home to Long Island for break. Ready to pick up some babysitting shifts and spend every moment of freedom at the beach or at my friends’ house… But I’m not a single human anymore. In fact, I have three tiny humans to care for now. Let’s just say, both scenarios are very far off from my current reality. Instead of day drinking, while chatting with friends on a blanket, I’m breastfeeding my 8-month-old while blowing bubbles and discussing why bees are important for our planet with my older two. And instead of just hopping in the car and zooming over to the beach, I am crawling there like a snail—after I pack All. The. Gear. Even though things are wildly different at 32 vs 22, I still get excited about summer. I mean, I’m not a total monster. But I have to admit—I’m a little stressed about it, too. I think mostly because I am totally behind the eight ball. I’ve been meaning to sign up for the town pool and want to commit to it but also am reminding myself that even though my kids don’t have school, I do still have work. But I don’t want to feel like I can’t balance work and fun. Like it has to be all or nothing. I need to plan a flexible schedule that works for all of us. Isn’t that what motherhood is, anyway? Plan as best you can and then be sure to leave room for detours or interruptions? I haven’t even considered any camps for either of my older kids and by the time I do they’ll probably be the late-fee price of $1.5 million to sign up versus the early-bird price of $1 million. But I don’t want to feel like I have to get them into ALL the camps (or go broke doing so…) when I’ve realized that kids don’t need much to have fun. As a friend said to me recently, “Give your kids a ball and a box, and see what they do…” (It can entertain them for much longer than one would think!) I am continuously adding things to the calendar and somehow it’s as if I blinked, and our summer weekends seem to be completely planned already. But I don’t want to feel like the summer is over before it has already begun. I don’t want our plans to feel stressful, forced or unfulfilling. I want to be intentional about our time together. I always feel pressure to make things magical. I am the mother; therefore I’m the magician, right? The creative mind? The fun-finder? The memory-maker? Something about the summer is making me raise the stakes even more, too. I don’t want to feel worried about “having enough fun” or “doing enough creative things” or “making the perfect memories.” When I read these things back to myself I feel ridiculous, to be honest. You don’t have to look too far for magic—especially in the summer. Especially with kids. Especially when you’re a good mom. Because in the summer, trying to catch fireflies is magical. Because in the summer, eating ice cream for dinner is magical. Because in the summer, running around barefoot is magical. Because in the summer, meeting friends at the playground is magical. Because in the summer, blasting the music with the windows down is magical. Because in the summer, having picnics in the backyard is magical. Because in the summer, watching the waves crash (and squealing with delight!) is magical. Because in the summer, feeling exhausted from swimming and sunshine is magical. Because in the summer, the smell of burgers on the grill is magical. Because in the summer, chasing butterflies at the park is magical. Summer is magical just because. It encourages us to be a little more laid back with our schedules and inspires us to find fun wherever we can. And so much of it is just naturally there—right in front of us. So I vow to ease up on the pressure and instead, look for the fun. You might also like: Dear child: Let’s make this the summer of ‘yes’ This giant rainbow sprinkler is going to make all your summer dreams come true 12 mommy + me swimsuits to rock all summer long ☀️ The latest Life Washington Post politics reporter Yasmeen Abutaleb on being seven months pregnant on the campaign trail Style Zooey Deschanel’s tips on how to get holiday party-ready (without putting your finger through your tights while your kids are yelling for dinner) Motherly Stories What is the ‘gratitude trap’? How gratitude can keep us stuck Getting Pregnant What to know about using supplements for fertility—and when to start taking them in preconception