I'll take my crazy house over a quiet house, ANY DAY!

It is starting to hit me that life is about to change. My youngest son is going off to kindergarten. He has been with me all day, everyday, since he was born. In fact, when I went on my trip to Seattle a few weeks ago, that was the first time we had ever been separated for more than like one night. He gets more independent with each passing day. He says things that sound so grown up.

When my older guys were away this summer, I really missed them. Admittedly the quiet was nice for a day or two, but after that, it was no fun for me. You would think that after years and years in this crazy world of boys, that I would enjoy the break. It makes me a little concerned about how I am going to handle change over the next 10 years. I am facing two boys going off to college, or military, or whatever they chose, in the next few years. My baby Michael going off to Middle school in a year. I hope I can handle it.

The good news is, I am back to work. I will start to rebuild my identity as Victoria Rhodes, professional. That should help. I am involved in a few projects that I find meaningful. I will stay as involved as I can in school & sports, for as long as my sons want me to. I don't want to be a sad empty nester, though with Nick, it will be quite a while till our nest is actually empty. I am always fond of saying that awareness is the first step to change. So, being aware of it can help me head it off at the pass.

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