Monthly Archives: July 2010

The fine line

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My kids start three days a week of pre-school next week. They’ve been going two days a week since January this year, and now that I’m a more proficient designer, and the work is piling up around us, I need to move to three days. Heck I WANT to start doing three days. Two days aren’t enough time to “own” the job. I’m hoping three are. I love the creativity, the sense of importance, and yes REWARD my job gives me. But! There’s always a BUT! The Mummy Guilt. Oh the Mummy Guilt. Will they be ok? Will they be happy? Will we, as a family, cope with me not at home to do the “home jobs” (I can’t say housework, just can’t). Will it be too much for the Little Man, who is after all only 2 years old? (mind you, he’s the one who runs off happily the moment we arrive and rarely even waves good bye – a good sign – no?)

I love the pre-school they go to. It’s the first of over, gosh, 10 or more I have visited in my short parenting career. And not a single one made me feel happier in my gut than the one they go to now. It’s so busy with activity, so loving, the same teachers are there as the first day they started, they RARELY get sick (unlike the cesspool poor Princess Firecracker attended in Newtown when she was younger. Grrrr.).

I guess the only thing I can do is trust my instincts and be thankful that I am in the glorious position where I don’t HAVE to work for us to make ends meet. We can stop if we need to. I should remember that I am working for the break I need from full time parenting and am unable to get without paying a nanny/daycare. That I am creating a new path for my career – one that fits in with my family. One where, in years to come, I will work from home. I will have the luxury of walking my kids to school and being there when they get home. And those years will be many, many more than the few we navigate through now.

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A holiday. Finally.

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We’re going on holiday tomorrow. Not overseas, heck, not even interstate. Only 5 hours north (ok, double that, we’ll have a 2 and 4 year old with us). And only for 3 nights. But this is the first time the four of us have gone anywhere together on holiday. Very sensibly, we’re holidaying with friends who have kids the same ages as ours.

I attribute the long break between vacations to the last “holiday” we went on as a new family. It was a shock.

You see, the last time we went on holiday Princess Firecracker was 6 months old. It was a post-Christmas NYE holiday. It was set to become a regular feature among our friends until we went and “ruined” it all by having a kid. Quiet naively believing that we could indeed maintain some semblance of a pre-baby life post-baby, we hired a beach house with 8 child-free friends and away we went. Anyone with kids knows that 6 months of age, heck ANY months-of-age, is tricky to travel with kids. Coinciding with what was supposed to be a week of fun was Ivy deciding “no I won’t sleep all night anymore I’m going to wake up. A lot.”

So there we were, totally exhausted, a house full of NYE revellers downstairs, and we’re upstairs trying to get a 6 month old to settle and go to sleeeep, pleeeeease!

It was horrible. So stressful. And we haven’t bothered again until now.

I’m almost packed. We’re leaving at 4am to hopefully get driving done while they sleep. I have snacks. A lot of snacks. I’ve borrowed a 2 screen in car DVD player. Which reminds me, I need to pack the DVDs.

And you know what, if we have to resort to hotcakes or chicken nuggets, we’ll do it. No shame. Whatever works.