Every day I drive roughly 60 kilometres*, I do 17 school drop off and collects, I do 10 trips to swimming, 2 trips to dancing, 3 trips to soccer, 4 trips to gym and at least 5 trips to Pick n Pay, Spar, Woolworths and a petrol station. I cook on average 6 dinners a week, 5 breakfasts, 5 lunches. I change a minimum of 20 nappies a week, wipe bums at least 7 times a week. We do on average 3 loads of washing every second day**. We go through 5 loaves of bread and 30 eggs a week. I pick up toys about 50000 times a day***, pack washing away at least once a day and look for someones lost something constantly.
It is pretty crazy around these parts and not because we have 4 kids, I think regardless of the number of kids you have, life can get crazy and finding a way to manage your time is always a challenge. Someone always needs information for a project or needs to take a fruit to school or its dress up day or camp or a gala and someone is ALWAYS hungry. ALWAYS!
I updated my calendars yesterday – we have stuff on over the weekends up until the end of November, and this doesn’t include Cameron’s galas, which we get notified about the week before. We have dance exams, Santa Shoebox***, 21st birthdays, dance concerts and holidays in between.
I have spent a lot of time fighting against it. Trying to structure my days where I have time, time to scrapbook, write, watch TV or sit down and eat my lunch without watching the clock. I had schedules and calendars and I said NO!
But you know what? That actually became more stressful for me than actually juggling it all because I was missing out on things I really wanted to attend, the kids had to sacrifice parties or play dates.
This year is all about accepting. I have accepted that I will make 5 trips to and from the gym at least 4 times a week, our weekends are jam packed, we race from soccer to braais, to workshops to photoshoots. I plan our days pretty carefully, some days work out well but others go all haywire and someone is late for something or dinner is a total disaster or the toys take over and it looks like we have been robbed by Woody and his band of misfits.
It is crazy crazy crazy. It is tiring and sometimes on a Sunday afternoon, like this past one, David asks if we can please have a free weekend because sometimes it does get a little too much. But it is our crazy and despite my moans, we do love it.
I don’t feel I have the right to say my kids can’t attend a party because I am tired and would prefer not to take them. I don’t feel I can limit them to what sports they can do, especially while they are still so young. It is their time to figure out their space and my time to allow them to do that.
Marcia wrote a similar post a while ago and she told a story about time management being like a bookcase. I think our life mirrors the bookcases we have in our house, they are crammed full of books, all sorts of books, the books literally fall out. I LOVE it. My favourite place is my local second hand book shop. It is a square room with shelves and books, lots and lots and lots of books, there are boxes on the floor with books. I love it!
How crazy is your life?
* I know 60 km isnt really a lot BUT I am never further than 15 minutes from my house at any one time so it is a lot of short up and downs.
** If Jane had her way she would wash 10 loads a day – she loves to wash ALL THE THINGS!
*** Have you pledged your Santa Shoebox yet? I know the site is battling to handle all the traffic but you MUST keep it on your to do list?