I’ve been getting prepared for going back to work for some time now. From meal planning to talking through with Mr C how our routine will need to adapt once I’m back. We’ve covered all bases; how we will all get to the right places at the right times, when we will do household chores like grocery shopping, family times carved out, time scheduled for batch cooking for the week ahead, and everything in between.
Planning At Its Finest!
It’s safe to say we’ve talked about, and mentally worked out, pretty much every last detail. And yet still, as D-day draws ever nearer (t-minus 4 days, people!) I am feeling more and more nervous. Scared even. All of a sudden the reality of what it is going to mean to be a mum of two while holding down a paid job is dawning on me, and I don’t think I’m prepared for it!
Gimme That Hour!
Now don’t get me wrong, there are a few things I am really looking forward to; lunch breaks for a start! An hour for lunch? Uninterrupted peace, and an entire hour devoted purely to me filing my face with food, not having to speak to a single person if I don’t want to? Err, yes please! Then there’s the prospect of dropping the kids off and having time to grab a hot cup of coffee before the working day starts. A cup of coffee that I don’t spill half of because I’m holding it along with a toddlers hand and trying to push a pram.
But for every positive there’s something I’m not quite as jubilant about. How am I going to keep up with the washing, making sure that 4 of us have clean clothes to wear plus a bag of spares each for the kids for nursery? I mean, I’m barely keeping on top of it now! When am I going to get all the cooking done? What about all of the other housework? Will I forget to take the library books back? Will we even get time to go to the library anymore? How am I going to get both the kids up, washed, dressed and to the train station in time? When will I have time to make my lunch for work? And what about the blog? Am I going to fall behind, miss linkys, let anyone down? Aaargh!!
How Long Will It Last?
For pretty much all of the things I am currently having a meltdown about there is already a plan in place. But I’m starting to worry that maybe we (I) have over-planned a little (is that even a thing?!) We’ve planned that we will do the food shopping on Saturday mornings, and I will batch cook on a Saturday afternoon for the week ahead, and that Sunday’s will be family time. Is that really it from now on, though? An entire weekend day devoted to preparing for the week ahead?! Are we setting ourselves up to fail by filling a whole day like this?
Also, despite having discussed that we will simply just tag team the washing machine/clothes airer a couple of evenings a week, I suddenly feel like I need to go and buy the kids a bunch of new clothes, just so that we have enough for spares. The rational part of me (however small that may be) knows, in fact, that it doesn’t matter how many clothes we all own, they will still inevitably all end up in the washing basket at the same time! Maybe I should just use this as an excuse for a shopping spree anyway *wink wink*.
As for the rest of it, it will come. Or it won’t, and maybe we will just have to relax our expectations a little (I’m thinking about you, housework) and that’s ok too.
As for the blog… well this is the one thing that I feel almost certain about. I know that no matter what, this is always going to be my place of solace. The blog will be where I go to relax and wind down at the end of the day, and where I vent the inevitable trials, tribulations, stresses, and #wins of mum life (and probably working life too!) Although I know that missing a linky here and there isn’t going to be the end of the world, or held against me, I doubt very much that I will miss many because I enjoy them!
Ok… I needed to get that off my chest. The heart palpitations have subsided now, I think I’m going to be ok. Head back in a couple of weeks to see how we are getting on (and whether I’ve bothered with any housework!) Wish me luck!