I love Friday nights…
Bottles can stay in the drying rack…don’t need them til Monday.
No lunches to pack…we’ll eat at home tomorrow.
Don’t have to race to have diapers washed, dried and stuffed before bed…they can wait until morning.
Instead, I’ll get comfy on the couch with the Hubs and enjoy a night off.
Good Intentions
I start every weekend with them. I have a mental list of all the housework I can tackle: rooms tidied, laundry washed, dried, folded AND put away, meals prepped and frozen…
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Then I have the mental list of all the fun activities I can do with Brooke: play outside, paint, cook & bake, play games, build puzzles…
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The reality? By the time I get breakfast made and cleaned up, I look at the clock and realize I need to start thinking about lunch. Lunch is thrown together and I try to get Brooke to eat faster, faster, faster so her nap doesn’t start crazy late. In a nutshell, my weekends are gone before I even realize they’ve come.
Since moving here to Tennessee, the weekends have gotten better. We’ve made a real effort to do more during the week so that we aren’t bogged down when the weekend rolls around. I still struggle with balancing the things that need to be done around the house with spending quality time with both Brooke and Keith but I feel our situation has improved and will continue to do so as we continue tweaking our new routine.
What are your weekends like? Is it a time of relaxation and reconnecting or do you cram your days with chores and catch-up?
This post is linked to Working Mommy Wednesday
