Michael’s been in Japan for two weeks now and I’m getting a very truncated taste of what single parents experience all the time. I DON’T KNOW HOW THEY DO IT. You know the rope you hang by, and then people say “tie a knot on the end”? There are so many knots, my friends. I now know why parents are always reminding themselves that they have worth too. It’s not a Joel Osteen-inspired love fest. It’s a survival mechanism. You can only clean up so many pooptastrophes and have very few adult interactions before you feel like Lucy in the chocolate factory, trying to stuff your face full of all those chocolates. The chocolates being your to-do list and still nothing seems to disappear. And yes I’m sacrificing 10 minutes of sleep to record today because:
1) When my life is drastically easier in a few weeks, I want to remember that I’m a badass and no matter what happens I’ll get through it and
2) I want to remember that busy-ness is in itself not an accomplishment. I did a ton today (and had to) but really need moments of rest to recharge. Hoping for those moments!
3) I want to remember that when I’m at the end of my rope psychic friends randomly text me and Michael and I have a quick chat and are laughing about everything and it’s suddenly OK. I have a great support system, even though everyone is long-distance right now. My partner is a badass.
4) I will forever volunteer for and affirm single parents or parents who have to do everything or almost everything. They deserve all the cookies, all the hugs, all the random acts of kindness.
So here was the not-so-awesome awesomeness. I haven’t felt this tired since doing physical labor in Cambodia for a week, and this is the day I *had* nanny help. Goodnight!
-Get ready, frantically clean before nanny comes over (dishes, picking up)
-Send Michael pictures of Lucy
-Give nanny directions, 2-hour doctor appointment to see if leg better. Leg not better. Have to wear boot “at least” 3-4 more weeks. They couldn’t tell me this at home? Text nanny & catch up on mail during doctor appointment
-Remember haven’t eaten breakfast and it’s 11am. Drive to diner, eat and read for 45 minutes
-Deposit money at bank
-Visit library to see Lucy in action at the story time with the nanny. Realize it’s a mistake when I’m trying to leave and she starts crying.
-Go home—email catch-up, make grocery list
-Organize Minnesota pictures
-Go to Target. Miss Lucy because she loves carts and sometimes we walk around not buying anything. Soy latte where have you been all my life, and why are the tall cups now looking suspiciously short? Did they down-size again?
-Go to Trader Joe’s. Miss Lucy again.
-Bring in trash bins, mail
-Relieve nanny. Lucy is napping. Have 45 minutes free time so:
-Unload groceries, make hasty lunch, put feet up
-Play with Lucy, pick up house a little more
-Feed Lucy lunch while chatting with Chris. Lucy gets jealous of chat.
-Bake cookies for landlord who’s mowing our yard in the rain. Also I ate too much cookie dough and don’t like them cooked as much
-Load of laundry
-Play with Lucy & boy I nanny for 2 hours. Feed him dinner.
-Get call from family doctor about lab test results
-Visit from Laura while feeding Lucy dinner, give her rest of cookies
-Read & cuddle w/Lucy, bedtime routine. Man I love this girl and think my heart will burst every day.
-Do some dishes
-Realize I had bowl of broccoli for dinner. Scarf down bowl of cereal
-Chat with Michael
-Handwash boot and hope that awful smell isn’t around for the next month
-Handwash Lucy’s stained clothes (green smoothie, not poop)
-Type this up
-Reading in bed
-Lights out at 11:00. Hoping Lucy won’t wake up at 1:00 like last night!!