By Lindsay Pinchuk, Founder + CEO, Bump Club and Beyond
“We get 18 delicious summers with our children. This is one of your 18. If that’s not perspective, I don’t know what is.” —Jessica Scott
It’s hard to believe that summer is over. Dunzo. Finito. Game over. Door is closed.
My oldest is back at school on Wednesday and my little starts pre-K, her last year of preschool, in just a couple of weeks. We had a good run this year. If you ask me, Summer of 2018 was one for the record books.
Both of my kids were at day camp.
My oldest went to overnight camp for the first time.
My kids are past the baby stage of having to go to bed at a “decent hour.”
Summer 2018 was fun. A lot of fun….for all of us.
For ten years, from 1989-1999, I lived my life by the motto: Live 10 for 2. This meant, I lived the ten months of the school year for the two months I was at camp in the summer. Maybe it seems silly, but that is how much I relished in the time I spent at camp each summer. As an adult, I never imagined “Live 10 for 2” would once again become my summer slogan.
I’ve been walking around with a pit in my stomach since August 10th, the last day of camp for my kids. They walked off the camp bus, each of them sad to the core. And do you know what? I was too.
Last week I ran into a friend at Starbucks who was on her way to pick up her daughter from summer camp. It was only three weeks prior that I myself got J off the overnight camp bus for the first time. I looked at my friend and said: just make sure you take a video. And out of nowhere, I started to cry. Why? I’m not exactly sure, but it hit me out of nowhere, that punch to the gut feeling that summer was ending. As a mom, the close of summer has taken on a whole new meaning.
From the time I moved to Chicago post-college, until only a few years ago, the only distinction between work life in December and July was what was known as “patio season.” As in, happy hour moved outside. There were no huge seasonal distinctions other than the shoes I wore during my morning commute.
At least not before I had kids.
Last summer, when BOTH of my kids started going to day camp, my old summer slogan came creeping back into the mottos of my life. Without even realizing it, last summer I got a taste of what it meant to “Live 10 for 2”, but as an adult.
Many of you who follow me on Instagram remember this day only nine weeks ago.