Let’s Start at the End
Life is full, full, full. It’s making me appreciate all of the small chunks of time with my family. Our schedule during the week goes a little something like this:
- 6:15am John leaves for work
- 6:30ish The kids (and I) get up. Breakfast. Coffee or tea for me. Curious George and/or Cat in the Hat.
- 7:30/8:00ish We all get dressed and ready.
- 8:30ish Leave the house for errands or to drop Mia off at school on Tuesdays and Thursdays or to go to the library or park or grocery shopping.
- 10:30-11:30 Pick up Mia from school and/or get home from other stuff.
- 11:30 Lunch
- 12:00 NAPTIME
- 12:30 They actually go asleep after extra potty breaks, needs for drinks and especially now that the side of Nick’s crib is off and he has to be put back in bed a million times and/or I just let him play quietly and fall asleep on the floor.
- 12:30-2:30ish They nap and I scurry around like crazy trying to get ready for work, figure out dinner, pick up, clean a bit, check emails, eat some lunch alone, read blogs or write blog posts.
- 2:30-3:00ish I finish getting ready and they start to stir.
- 3:15-3:30ish My mom, John’s mom or a babysitter gets here.
- 3:30 I leave for work and work from 4-930ish.
- 5:30/6:00ish John gets home and they all eat.
- 7:00 – BEDTIME
- 7:30 John tries to pick up and do the dishes.
- 8:00 John crashes on the couch
- 9:45-10:15ish I get home and he half-asleep talks to me for 10 minutes. Then I usually relax a little and go to bed entirely too late.
- Weekend days that I work involve me being gone for the whole day or whole afternoon/evening while he’s at home with the kids.
- Wash, rinse, repeat at least 4-5 days/week until January when the person I’m filling in for at work returns from maternity leave and I go back to a much lighter schedule.
So, of course, blogging has been taking a back seat. It works, though. It gives me days here with the kids, which is what I most want right now. It’s giving me a reality check. It’s giving me a glimpse into life if I were working full time. It’s making me be more efficient with my time – and I thought it was just wishful thinking that that would be the case.
After a ton of busy all of last week and over the start of the weekend, a Sunday all together was just what we needed. We finished the night with an impromptu chocolate chip cookie baking session and it was perfection. We used Alton Brown’s Chewy Recipe and I think I’m going to stick with this one for eternity – crispy outside, soft and chewy inside.
We made one batch and froze the rest of the dough – I love having some ready to go in the freezer to make just a few.
We spent most of Sunday doing things that we all needed so much – yummy breakfast together, time spent one-on-one with each little one, lunch out while grandma babysat and playing in the backyard. Plus, we managed to somehow cram in all of the housework we needed to catch up on that seems to keep falling by the wayside while we figure out everything else right now.
There are always so many things I should be doing. Organizing the summer clothes still floating around. Organize the garage. Clean the ridiculous dustiness under the radiators and on the window sills. Clean the windows. Do a load of laundry. Or two. Or five. And that’s not even the normal, daily picking up and cleaning of messes dishes. But, lately, everything else just seems so much more important. Looking into my daughter’s eyes and listening to what she’s saying. Sitting at dinner and listening to her say, “Excuse me! Excuse me! I would like to be in the conversation, too, please!” And, just like that, I’m talking to a 3 year old about the list of things we need to plan to get done outside before it gets really cold.
There are so many days when it all just feels like so much. But I know that at the end of the day, I live a damn charmed life. I’m working more to make ends meet and it’s not forever. There are people with so many things to deal with, accept, overcome or understand just to get through one day. If my biggest issues are figuring out how to juggle babysitting and working more to pay for bills that we’ve accumulated because of thoughtless choices and an 18 month old who is suddenly in a crib with a toddler railing because he likes to launch himself over the side and climb anything with a ledge to grasp and figuring out how to lose weight and get myself back to healthy, I really am doing fine in life.
So, we’ve been making the most of our time. It feels good to have a new perspective and appreciation.