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Hop over to see how I transformed the windows of our master bedroom and upstairs bathroom for just $15 each.
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Life has a funny way of kicking you in the face sometimes. And then knocking you to the ground, jumping up and down on your torso, and laughing while you try to scramble to your feet.
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I blogged yesterday — literally yesterday — about how I thought we’d finally solved our ongoing problems of How The Heck Am I Supposed to Work With Two Little Kids Underfoot?
As of Tuesday, we’d started testing the idea of the kids going to the babysitter’s two days a week, rather than just one.
I wrote about how much work I was able to get done, how I could schedule much lighter workdays on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays — knowing I had all day Tuesday and Thursday to work in peace and quiet.
And then … then … capping off a spectacularly bad 24 hours, the babysitter (whom the kids adore) broke the news to me this morning.
She is not taking kids in any more, as of two weeks from today. She will be working a regular, out-of-the-home job, and no amount of my tears will change it (I added that last part).
*slumps to the floor*
*worries about her career*
*hits “Publish” and tries to resume breathing*
…
See the massive row of purple all-day entries? Well, every time I finish a task, I edit it to read “DONE” at the beginning and I change the colour to purple.
It was a superOMGcrazyproductive day.
But not in the usual throat-tightening, can’t-keep-up kind of productive-day way. I finished everything I needed to finish, and actually took 20 minutes to eat lunch at the kitchen table. I breathed. I was very, very cautious not to schedule too much. I am slowly learning that scheduling too much is hazardous for my health … and makes me a Mean Mommy and Naggy, Cranky Wife.
And you know what? That’s not all. Since I’ll be working full days on Tuesday and Thursday (for these three weeks, to start), I’m making a point of working fewer hours on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
As in, like, a couple of hours, max, instead of cramming in as much as possible from the minute I sit down to eat lunch (while the kids are eating in front of the TV) until rightttt before dinner is ready. That was just … not good … for any of us.
Today is a “light” day (oh dear, is my work schedule going to start sounding like a pantyliner commercial?) which means I’ll do some shooting in the morning with C while D’s at preschool, and some writing in the afternoon during “quiet time.” If they don’t nap, whatever. I purposely did not schedule much, so I can go rescue them after a while and we can do something together.
Tomorrow, they’ll be back at the babysitter’s, and I will focus on work all day long. Breathing, hopefully, in between calls and interviews and writing and emailing as fast as I can.
And then we’re all taking Friday off (from preschool, work, everything) for a rare day trip to the city for appointments, dinner with Darling Husband’s family, and probably a stop at a “fancy” indoor playplace.
Have I found a new groove for us? Have I found a schedule that will ACTUALLY WORK FOR US, in this crazy freelance/shift work life that we have chosen?
Let the experiment roll on!
xo
Sunscreen on warm, squishy little arms is the loveliest smell after the brutal winter we had, isn’t it? The snow is finally gone (well, mostly) and we’re actually getting warm weather again.
That means the kids and I are officially Playground Junkies from now until the end of October, sometimes hitting up two in one day. We’re lucky enough to live a short walk from one massive park with a playground, and a quick drive from several others.
During our inaugural playground spree a couple of weekends ago, the kids revelled in the ability to run and swing and climb again. “I’m getting lots of exercise!” four-year-old Dexter cried as he ran circles around the playground in sheer delight.
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I love watching them explore in the fresh air, but I realized that an hour or two at the playground offers a lot more than just health benefits …
Continue reading in my weekly parenting column, The Mom Scene.