What Have You Done With Spring, Mother Nature?

I don't suffer from seasonal depression or, as more widely known, Cabin Fever. In fact, as I've gotten older and since becoming a Work at Home Dog Mom, I've somewhat dreaded the Summer season. That's entirely due to the bugs, especially the harmful ones that affect us and our kids. Stinging insects. Fleas. Ticks. The Gypsy Moth Caterpillar infestation over the past couple of years. Red ants that bite. Etc. However, this year, I'm on the verge of getting on my knees and begging Mother Nature for the warmth of Spring. Green grass. Leaves on the trees. Flowers.

The end of the Winter season was brutal. The start of our Spring season has been a complete bucket of suck. In March, we were hit with 4 Nor'Easters. One of those storms dumped a little over 2 feet of snow in our area. It was the first time in my entire life that I've seen this amount of snow in March.

Although we haven't had any Nor'Easters this month, we've had snow. It's been cold. Overcast. Dreary. Unseasonably cold.

Yesterday and today, we got a break. It was in the 70's. One of our neighbors mowed their lawn. Several neighbors were outside tackling yard work. I shut the heat off. I opened all the windows. We cooked hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill for a small crowd and ended our evening with ice cream sundaes.

The kids enjoyed the warm weather. They each lingered outside a bit longer than usual. Coco peed on our lilac bush. Sophie stretched out in the sun. Lobo ran from one end of the yard to the other. Willa enjoyed several games of outdoor fetch.

I think we all soaked in the warm Spring weather. 

Tomorrow, the cold weather returns. It's only supposed to reach the high 30's. I'm dreading it. I've had enough. It's time for the winter temperatures to bid their farewell.

I can tell the weather is affecting everyone. People have been cranky. Our kids are restless. I'm seeing an abundance of posts on my social media streams from those who are fed up. Everyone is itching for warm Spring weather and the chance to get outdoors to do yard work and prep the vegetable and flower gardens for planting.

It's getting to me as well. I'm tired of breathing in stale air. I'm craving sunlit rooms and feeling the warmth of the sun when I sit on the front porch. I miss my hummingbirds. I'm ready for the flower gardens in front of the house to bloom and to decorate our porch with Spring and Summer flowers. I want to keep the windows opened at night and hear the peepers.

Overall I just feel blah. Sluggish. As if I'm just going through the motions. I'm confident that if I see another snowflake I'll cry big ol' fat tears.

That could easily be followed by me throwing myself down on the front lawn and having an adult temper tantrum.

All joking aside, I can't even begin to imagine what those who suffer from seasonal and year-round depression go through. I've known people who are plagued by both. What I've been feeling for the past month is nothing in comparison.

I'm hoping this weather pattern breaks soon.

Very. Very. Soon.