I have dreaded Labour Day. To me that was D-day. The last day with Daddy at home for the summer. While most parents worried about their child’s first day back at school on Tuesday, I worried about how I would cope with two littles at home with me, just me, during the day. I was spoiled as The Hubster has been home all of July and August on summer vacation. It was so amazing to have the three and then the four of us together. I so appreciated having another set of hands, eyes and legs to help out!
Last year, when I found out I was pregnant, we decided that Princess Peach would now attend pre-nursery 5 mornings per week from 9 am -12 pm. I couldn’t justify paying daycare two-thirds more than I do for pre-nursery to feed her lunch, take a nap and then play in the playground when I would be home and am able to do it myself.
Last year, when we made this decision to only have Princess Peach in school for 3 hours I didn’t think about the logistics of my day nor the fact that Princess Peach would have the word “no” in her vocabulary. No longer could The Hubster help with drop-off as he is at work and pick up is all me. When The Hubster leaves in the morning I’m alone for 1-1.5 hours and then alone until he comes home. So far, the first two mornings before school have been hellish. Princess Peach has decided she no longer wants to eat breakfast. It doesn’t matter what we offer her or if she chooses what she
pretends wants to eat, she plays with it, builds towers with it, drops it in her water cup, drops it on the floor. She flat-out doesn’t eat breakfast anymore.
Then there is the “no” factor. “No” I can’t change her out of her pajamas,”No”she doesn’t want to wear those pants. “No” she wants to wear pants that clash her outfit ( and it makes me cringe….can’t let her out of the house like that), “No” i can’t do her hair, “No” I can’t touch her backpack, “No” she wants the pink socks. And on, and on it goes. So I choose my battles but I also have a little baby to worry about too!
Then there is Babagunky. What is that you ask? “Baba” is her pacifier and “gunky” is her adorable monkey lovey. She likes her baba on her gunky and refers to them as one known as Babagunky. When she is whiny, crabby, crusty, upset, and sad she cries for Babagunky. We have 6 floating around the house. It’s crazy. So not only do I need to worry about the three of us surviving but I have to know where Babagunky is or all hell breaks loose!
Then there is my cute little baby who likes to eat, and eat, and eat. Which makes it a little difficult when I’m breastfeeding to be stuck sitting somewhere sometimes close to an hour! He likes to be held a lot so I have become creative and wear him in the house. I try putting him into the swings that we have but he isn’t always a fan and mostly just wants me to hold and cuddle him. Why couldn’t I have octopus arms? It would make my life SO much easier!
Then there is the amount of time I have with Little Dude once we drop Princess Peach off at school. What can you do in 1.5 hours? Well you can make a trip to the mall to shop, only to be sidetracked by a hungry baby. Which means that every outing I make has to be intricately planned. Once I drop Princess Peach off and get back to my car its 9:10 which gives me time to drive to my chosen destination, do what I need to do and get back into the car between 11:15-11:30 to be at school on time. It’s stressful considering that Little Dude will most likely need to be fed during this time.
Whew……did that tire you out? It has exhausted me so far.
I am sure that over time our daily routine will in fact become routine and that I will look back on this post and laugh because all I do now is worry.
What are your tips on surviving the day with two little kids 2 and under?