Lately I've had this feeling that I'm trying to move a huge mountain of sand without letting any slip through my fingers. Life is just so darn overwhelming sometimes. My kids each are at such different stages right now and have such different needs and I feel like I just can't spread myself thin enough to really "be there" for them no matter what I try. And although Dave is in town I feel like I've hardly seen him lately with all the comings and goings. Then there's the house and the laundry and the carpools and the groceries and photo shoots and the practicing and the blah blah blah blah...I could go on and on. I know every mother feels like this a lot. Sometimes I feel like I can cope and juggle, but lately I'm failing miserably.
So it makes me extra thankful I get to whisk Elle and Lucy off in about fifteen minutes for a five-day trip to Boston and New York. We have been so excited for this trip. I can't wait to show Elle my old stomping grounds and her namesake, Wellesley College. Of course seeing four of my siblings who live back there is pretty exciting too. And Lucy gets to come too because she's so cute. (That and I can't find anyone to leave her with for five days.) We're hoping the leaves are at the peak in the East.