It’s been almost 3 weeks since our family helper went home for a well deserved break, and to spend time with her family. The change of pace and routine wasn’t entirely unexpected (we’ve done this for several years now) – but I must admit that it’s nice to have a bit of a forced break from work myself and focus more on the kids’ daily needs.
Gearing up for a frenetic week starting Monday. In the meantime I’m slowing down (a lot!) so I don’t inadvertently rush the family through their days just so I can get work done. Some days I feel so frazzled, grumpy and worn out. On others, indescribably psyched and happy. I look forward to a bit more balance once I can get some decent nights’ sleep again.
There will always be work – but children will only be young once.
(My younger brother and me, when he was 3 or 4, I think…)