Tax season is already kicking my butt. It’s barely February, and there’s just over two months remaining until tax season is over, and I am so tired and worn down from shouldering 98.5% of the load around the house I could really just scream. I haven’t screamed yet, because I’m sure it would scare the bejeebers out of my kids, but… I could scream. I’d probably feel a whole lot better.
Hubby leaves for work EARLY. Like 5:30 early. I’m not entirely convinced that it’s not him moving around the house that wakes Pumpkin up so early. Consequently, I’m up at 5:30 as well. Between 7 and 7:30 a.m., three other kids descend upon my house until the school bus arrives, and then for the next hour or so, I get to listen to them laugh and sing loudly (on a good day) or scream and stomp around (on the typical day). Send them out to the bus at 8:20, and from there it’s either holding down the fort with my two kids (if The Princess doesn’t have school), or just hanging with Pumpkin (if she does).
Of course, in the midst of that span between 8:20 and 4 (when the bus drops the kids back off at the house), I have to do work, clean the house, do laundry (if it’s Tuesday), make lunches, plan dinners, prep dinner, run errands, try to convince Pumpkin to take a nap, and so on and so on.
It’s a fricking chaotic day. Every day.
So, Yesterday, I took a step. I called the daycare The Princess used to attend, asked about openings and the cost. I’m waiting for them to call back with information. This was a huge step for me – because I still have the guilt of why would I send my daughter to daycare when I’m home.
But we both need it. She will benefit from time spent with other kids her age, and maybe she’ll even learn to want to be potty-trained. She’ll learn to interact with other adults besides me and her dad… And there are benefits for me as well – namely, time to focus on work, focus on the house, and focus on me… WITHOUT feeling like I’m depriving my daughter(s) of time that should be focused on them.
I know it will be a huge adjustment for both of us. But we need it.
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And if she spends some time in daycare, you can get more done in less time. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You’re not shipping your newborn off for 10 hours a day…being a “tax season widdow” can’t be easy. I feel for you.