Now I don’t mean for this blog post to come across in a negative way! All I mean is that as the days progress, the children grow and life moves on – it gets different. Things were hard become easy. But new things crop up. I am so looking forward to September as Noah starts school and Isla gets her government funded free time, so my bank balance will look a lot better but with it comes more juggling and I am sure it is going to be hectic. So I took the plunge… I reduced my hours!
I feel so brave. I have wanted to reduce my hours for such a long time that it became a burden on me, a lot of pressure and those heavy weights on my shoulder. I have worked full time with two children to look after too, since Isla was 6 months old. That’s a long time and I think I have done really well to keep “managing” on for that long to be honest. But the decision finally hit me when someone pointed out that I never actually cook the children dinner. I don’t. At the moment they have child care all week and obviously Daddy cooks at the weekends, as lets face it – he is the chef of the family. But I do not do that Mummy thing with the children that I want to.
I want to pick them up from school.
I want to sit and do their homework with them or learn the letters of the alphabet, whatever it may be.
I want to take them to the park on sunny evenings and have fun.
I want to have fun with them.
I want to make the most of my little people whilst I can.
Most of all I want to enjoy it all.
At the moment, I do get time with my kiddies but there is always somewhere I have to be, soon, or somewhere I am off to, late already, and that is what life is like. I don’t like chasing my tail. I do feel a little burnt at both ends. With the change in routine when Noah starts school in September it gave me a kick up the bum and I braved the question at work. And guess what, they were completely supportive of me and wondered why I worried in the first place. Yes, me too! So I reduced my hours and I start on the 1st June.
I am over the moon. I already feel so much happier and I think I have planned my afternoons off with the children already for June and July. I can’t wait to spend time with them and then have the conundrum of “what to cook for dinner”? It’s a different kind of world. It’s a different thing I will have to worry about. But I will spend time with those kiddies and I will be happier.
Can you tell I’m excited?
What do you think?