I think that one of the challenges of being a stay-at-home mom to young children is that most days look very much the same. Particularly because I am very schedule-oriented, a Tuesday looks a lot like a Friday, which bears a striking resemblance to a Sunday.
My hubby is a teacher. Between three snow days and the holidays, he was home with us for almost three weeks. Monday was his first day back at work.
I certainly wouldn’t say I had a “holiday break”…I still changed every single diaper and fed the girls every single meal…but yesterday, when I realized my first opportunity to shower wouldn’t be until after lunch, it hit me that I at least enjoyed a little more freedom these past couple of weeks.
Yes, I had more freedom…to shower when the girls were (gasp!) awake…to make a couple of grocery store runs in the middle of the day, sans kiddos…to take a couple of naps downstairs with the baby monitor off (as hubby was napping upstairs with the monitor on)…and to get out and about during naptime, making good use of my Starbucks giftcard.
And what about the girls?
They enjoyed considerable snuggling with Daddy.
He enjoyed all sorts of culinary creations.
This week, the girls and I will work to get back in our little groove, and Daddy will get to enjoy a few extra welcome-home kisses at the end of the day. While we enjoyed the holiday break, "back to reality" is probably a good thing.