As a Mummy who has gone back to work part-time, I’m struggling to find time to get the jobs done. I’m not sure where the time goes but it just disappears like sand through my fingers.
On a typical day, my day starts at 6am. I get up, washed and dressed and go downstairs to attempt to have breakfast and sort out the lunches for the day ahead. Something always gets in the way in the morning like ironing clothes or finding my keys so I find myself bagging up my breakfast to eat at work and supping a travel mug of coffee in the car.
I scoop Little Mr out of his sleepy slumber in bed, change his nappy and put his coat on over his pyjamas to travel the five minute journey to his Grandparents in the car where he’ll be looked after for the day whilst I’m at work.
The bell rings at 4pm (I work in a School) and it’s time for home. I drive to Little Mr’s Grandparents to pick him up and find out all about his day and what he’s been up to. I’m always conscious of time as if Little Mr has a late dinner he won’t drink his bedtime milk and our bedtime routine will become full of tears and stress (and that’s just me!) so I drive him home to get his dinner cooking and on the table.
I’m still very cautious about leaving Little Mr to eat his dinner at the dining table whilst I’m cooking our dinner. I’m no more than 4 metres away but I worry that anything could happen to him whilst I’m cooking at the oven with my back turned to him. He likes to put too much in his mouth at once so I’m always very aware of what he’s eating and how he’s doing. It frightens me to think that something serious could happen in a blink of an eye.
Once dinner is over, Little Mr has 30 minutes or so to play with his toys and then it’s bath time. We’ve kept him in this routine for a while now and whilst one of us baths him, the other is prepping his bedroom with nappies, pyjamas and a bottle of warm milk. Bed times have become a little less stressful of late after having some valuable advice from Fi (of Childcare is fun) but they can still last over an hour with Little Mr standing up in his cot and wanting attention from me and hubby.
He’s asleep. We look at the monitor to reassure ourselves he’s asleep, check the time and work out how long we have before we need to hit the sack ourselves. There’s always a load of washing that needs putting in the machine, clothes that need sorting out from the dryer and the dishwasher to unload.
And relax… I’ve got an hour to sit down and watch the telly or have a bath. Our shower is still broken from the Summer so a quick shower has turned into a fifteen minute bath. I’m struggling to find time for anything non-essential in the week and to be honest, I’m not enjoying it. I always knew being a parent would be a massive change in lifestyle and I have always welcomed it but I was probably a bit naïve to how difficult life as a working mummy could be.
I want to help provide for my family, I want us to be able to move house and have a nice home. I want to drive a car without having to compromise my independence so I need to work. I want to work, I’m not afraid of the hard work. I’ve been employed since I was 16 years old but I want to enjoy family time and have some time to relax and do some of the nice things I used to enjoy like crafting or going to an exercise class (I know, I can’t believe I’ve written that either!)
Seriously, where does the time go? How have you dealt with balancing family life and work? Do you go without certain ‘luxuries’ in order to stay at home with your children? If you’ve got any time saving tips, I’d love to hear from you.