Everyone talks about December being the busiest time of year.
The shopping.
The parties.
The holiday chaos.
But honestly? December is adorable.
May is the real final boss.
May is what happens when the calendar looks at parents and says, “You know what would be fun? Scheduling 97 major life events in a three-week span.”
And if you have kids in school and educators in the family? You’re not surviving May. You’re simply trying not to lose your mind in public.
Welcome to Maycember.
The season where every day requires three outfits, two calendars, a fully charged phone, and emotional resilience.
One minute you’re enjoying sunshine and flowers, and the next you’re sprinting into a school auditorium carrying a bouquet, a paper plate of cold pizza, and the tests that need to be graded by tomorrow.
We just survived color guard finals last week.
This week? Tennis finals.
And let’s not forget Mother’s Day casually thrown into the middle of all this insanity. Honestly, whoever scheduled Mother’s Day in May clearly never had school-aged children. I saw a reel about this the other day that made perfect sense. Mother’s Day should absolutely be celebrated in June or July when moms can actually sit down for longer than four minutes and no one needs a poster board by tomorrow morning.
Speaking of Mother's Day, thank you to everyone who sent texts and messages, called, visited, and checked in on me this Mother's Day. The fact that so many of you took the time to think about me meant the world to me. Despite missing mom, it was a lovely and much needed relaxing day.
Then come the concerts.
Awards ceremonies.
If you have a high school senior, graduation.
And I genuinely love every second of these events. I do. Seeing their progress over the course of the year. Seeing how much they've physically changed since the start of the year. Honestly, it's the only point in the day when you can just sit and be present.
Meanwhile, the kids are navigating final exams, state testing, projects worth half their grade, and the annual tradition of checking for a missing assignments on days they were off of school attending other events.
Then sprinkle in:
- field trips
- Career Day presentations
- school carnival preparations
- conferences
- meetings
- work dinners
- and a 5K
And somehow in the middle of all of this, life keeps moving forward.
Kids are growing up. Starting jobs. Becoming more independent. Big decisions are being made. Lots of changes are on the horizon for our family, which somehow makes this season feel even more emotional.
Honestly, the last May I remember actually being able to breathe was 2020—and that was during Covid. Which really says something about the state of May.
Back then the world was shut down, schedules were canceled, and life slowed to a crawl. Now? I’d welcome one mildly inconvenient quarantine-level pause just to catch my breath.
But despite the madness, there’s something beautiful about this season too.
The final concerts before another school year ends.
The championships.
The celebrations.
The milestones.
The moments you don’t realize you’ll someday miss.
So yes, I’m exhausted.
Yes, my calendar looks violent.
And yes, if one more paper comes home needing money sent to school or signed by tomorrow morning, I may simply lose it completely.
But this is Maycember.
Chaotic. Loud. Overbooked. Emotional.
And somehow still full of memories I wouldn’t trade for anything.
