Ok...maybe I complained just a bit.
But I couldn't help it. Really I couldn't. My spirits had just been dampened.
You see, I work three days a week. I desperately want to be a part of my kids life. I realize the moments are fleeting and I want to be there, live and in person, each and every moment. Of course this isn't possible. But working three days allows me a healthy balance. Everyday I am home, I try to take Miss L to school and Mr B and I hang out with each other until time to go and get her again. Each time school is out for a holiday or vacation day, I try and change my schedule to allow me to be home with her.
However, last week a snow/sleet "storm" arrived in our area. I was off on Monday and the snow arrived Monday night.
Tuesday, Miss L was out of school. I had to work.
Wednesday, Miss L was out of school. I had to work.
Thursday, Miss L was out of school. I had to work.
Are you seeing a pattern here? I was so discouraged. My three days of work were lining up to be the three days my daughter was out of school. I was pouting. A lot. Instead of seeing the "up" side, which was that my husband was able to spend three days at home with our kids, I could only see that I was missing out on the fun.
What could I do? I tried to be optimistic. I tried to cram in some "fun mommy" time when I arrived home from work. But in the end I just found myself praying that they would cancel school on Friday so mommy could FINALLY have snow much fun with the kids. (Oh, aren't I witty?)
Do you know what? I think that God was tired of my whining, too. And do you know what else? I was sure glad that he was.
On Friday we made a snowman.......
....the kids showed me the "cool" sled that their daddy had made...... (side note: I did not participate in sledding on this way cool contraption)
I did, however, participate in sledding. And I took pictures too! Can you say, "multi-tasker"?
Building the snowman was fun, as was the sledding. But the most fun by far was spending time with my husband and kids. That was unparalleled.
You see, I work three days a week. I desperately want to be a part of my kids life. I realize the moments are fleeting and I want to be there, live and in person, each and every moment. Of course this isn't possible. But working three days allows me a healthy balance. Everyday I am home, I try to take Miss L to school and Mr B and I hang out with each other until time to go and get her again. Each time school is out for a holiday or vacation day, I try and change my schedule to allow me to be home with her.
However, last week a snow/sleet "storm" arrived in our area. I was off on Monday and the snow arrived Monday night.
Tuesday, Miss L was out of school. I had to work.
Wednesday, Miss L was out of school. I had to work.
Thursday, Miss L was out of school. I had to work.
Are you seeing a pattern here? I was so discouraged. My three days of work were lining up to be the three days my daughter was out of school. I was pouting. A lot. Instead of seeing the "up" side, which was that my husband was able to spend three days at home with our kids, I could only see that I was missing out on the fun.
What could I do? I tried to be optimistic. I tried to cram in some "fun mommy" time when I arrived home from work. But in the end I just found myself praying that they would cancel school on Friday so mommy could FINALLY have snow much fun with the kids. (Oh, aren't I witty?)
Do you know what? I think that God was tired of my whining, too. And do you know what else? I was sure glad that he was.
On Friday we made a snowman.......
....the kids showed me the "cool" sled that their daddy had made...... (side note: I did not participate in sledding on this way cool contraption)
I did, however, participate in sledding. And I took pictures too! Can you say, "multi-tasker"?
Building the snowman was fun, as was the sledding. But the most fun by far was spending time with my husband and kids. That was unparalleled.
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By the way, I'm jealous! Audrey and I spent so much time baking and enjoying our goodies that I couldn't fit into your cute outfit or onto the sled if I wanted to.
And I agree with Mariana, you're too hard on yourself.