Sometimes life is a B.I.T.C.H. Sometimes life just gets in the way.
There are so many things that I should be doing or want to be doing. Life gets in the way.
I spent Sunday planning my day around my washing machine and the weekly house clean. As a working parent, there are only 2 days out of 7 that I can realistically get the housework done. I am not an evening person, so after work when I have put little man to bed isn’t really a good option for me.
So what would we be doing at a weekend if life didn’t get in the way?
We would spend our days at family theme parks, or visiting the zoo. Going for walks and then out for a Sunday roast. Visiting the local park and throwing a ball around. There are always fun things to do. We are lucky we live within 10 minutes drive of 4 beautiful country parks.
What we actually do is split our days into half. We have the morning from 6.30am – midday and then 3pm – 6.00pm. This is so that little man gets to have his nap to avoid him turning in to some sort of devil child for the rest of the day. There is no doubt that once little man drops his nap, going out for a full day will get an awful lot easier. But then I know that the golden 2 hours during the day where I can get on with chores will disappear.
On our weekends at present, we have to fit in swimming lessons, our weekly food shop, cleaning, and then there is the 2-3 piles of washing to do.
I try to go to the gym at nap time. We then do as many as the boring household chores as possible during this window of opportunity. We still want to spend quality time together as a family, but life has a habit of getting in the way.
Sunday was a prime example. We had gone out for the morning to Sherwood Forest and had a coffee whilst little man had his little picnic, and we had a lovely walk and play – with just a handful of tantrums.
Sunday afternoon was then spent trying to hoover the house, cook dinner and put the washing all away (3 loads that were hanging out to dry). Then hubby wanted to do something to the grass (which I will still pretend I understand but I don’t).
Having to do this and juggle trying to make this look vaguely entertaining to a toddler can sometimes prove tricky. It is all just about balance and understanding.
So next time you feel guilty about doing some housework at the weekend, and having to involve your child (yes there is a reason why my little boy puts his own nappies in the bin), just remember, life sometimes just gets in the way.
But that is okay. As long as you are all together, you can always make boring things fun.
Busy Working Mummy XOXO
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