I spent 24 hours a day, 7 days a week with her for the first 19 months of her life, but with the arrival of our amazing helper this July, I seem to have swung too far to the other end of the spectrum.
I threw myself into work, for 6 days a week. I still come home for lunch every day, and spend the evening with her, which is more than the time many full-time moms have, but it’s not quite the life I had envisioned.
I guess bonding and connecting, and creating a magical childhood full of precious memories, doesn’t quite happen by chance or coincidence. I guess it requires planning.
And so, plan, I shall. Of all the things I don’t quite excel at, I think I do pretty ok planning things. *looks at 3 page excel spreadsheet for housework schedule*
I planned a lot as a teenager but could never execute my numerous and extensive plans. I lose steam once the planning part ends and the doing part begins. I think 2 years of motherhood has ninja trained me. I can now adult and follow through with my plans pretty well, ha. We’ll finally see if my planning skills are any good at all.