The only constant in parenting is that as soon as you get a routine going, you’ll need to change it up. We’re at that point.
Monday evening I opened up the girls backpacks and took out their papers only to realize that the All About Me poster in Delaney’s was due the following day. At 8:15pm we were frantically taping pictures on and coloring.
Wednesday morning she hunted for her library book, crying all the while because despite having it for a week, we never read it.
She continued crying because we realized as we were walking out to wait for the bus, that it was Walk/Ride your Bike to School Day. We had zero plans to do either, and no way to make it happen at that late time. (To be fair, this was not well communicated, so not completely my fault, but still.)
I went to work yesterday morning feeling like The World’s Worst Mom. And then had to call my neighbor at 5:40pm to see if she could pick my kids up from school because with traffic, there was no way I was making it on time. Go me.
The truth is, I’ve known for a little while that our evening routine wasn’t working. It was taking too long to fight traffic to pick the girls up at night, which meant we had too little time to do anything in the evenings. On top of that, we’re all exhausted by the time we get home and need some downtime. For us, that usually means watching some reality tv while getting ready for bed. But it’s hard to get the other stuff done when you’re cashed out on the couch.
I apologized to the girls last night and promised I would try to do better. I believe in baby steps so we are starting with turning the tv off at 7:00pm, and having a tv free hour before bedtime. Will we do this every night? I don’t know. I’d love to say yes, but that just may not happen.
I’m also trying to think of how I can make dinner easier. Freezer cooking always sounds great, but reheated food doesn’t always taste great. Then again, if I think ahead on Sunday I may be able to prep things for the week. This means I need to find the energy/time to prep things ahead on Sunday as well.
More than anything, I need to remember that I’m a single mom, doing my best and I’m going to make mistakes. Hopefully I can right them quickly, but most of all, I’m grateful for awesome kids and awesome neighbors.