I love the flexibility that teaching part-time and owning a business with my sister offers my family and me. Yes, during a busy week or at exam time, I feel like I’m working eight jobs, but most weeks I get to spend leisurely afternoons with Peaches hanging out at the house, running errands, and going on playdates.
HOWEVER, sometimes these afternoons I cherish so much are awfully hard. Every once in a while we have one of those days that make me wonder about full-time childcare. Yesterday was one of those afternoons. She didn’t want to color, or play with her dolls, or go on a walk, or eat her snack. Every diaper change was a wrestling match, buckling her into the car seat was like going to battle and parking lots? I am a runner and I was exhausted after covering the amount of asphalt we did yesterday. I hate that every afternoon can’t be all outside and bubbles and swings and dancing, but one of the blessings and curses of part-time childcare is that sometimes Molly has to run errands with me. Molly and I met Jim at the door yesterday evening, ready for a break from each other.
Today, though, more than made up for yesterday’s shenanigans. Molly was fully entertained – and entertaining – with a hat, one glove, and her doll pram. Then, she wanted to play with her stickers, so I got out a piece of paper and we cleared a sticker sheet. For each sticker, she would ask for a sticker with the sweetest “please,” and then she would say, “tank you,” with a smile. Every once in a while, she would randomly lean in for a kiss.
Everything was going *so* well.
And then she needed a clean diaper.
Thankfully, Jim came home shortly thereafter.