Bless my parents. When my husband and I needed to get some stuff done around the house this past weekend - we both work full-time so getting ANYTHING done during the week with kids is impossible - my folks offered to do a sleepover.Apparently not much SLEEP happened in this sleepover (my daughter never does real well away from her crib) but they had a good, quality grandparent time. These weekends happen every few months - plus my mother-in-law is available usually once a week to watch my daughter so I can help in my son’s class on my day off or save money on daycare when I go to work.But I still manage to feel a bit guilty when they are away. I mean, I work full-time and here I am sending them off for 24 hours. Since little gets done around the house at night - it never fails that I fall asleep when I’m reading them a book around 8 or 8:30 - most of the household chores are left for morning or weekends. And any mom - working or not - knows the chaos of morning. And of course weekend is family time.So the house remains in a constant state of chaos despite our best efforts. Laundry gets done, but not always put away. Toys and games are played with often - but usually only put away once a week on "clean up night" (which we try to do Mondays since we’re mostly gone during the week). My husband is vigilant about doing the dishes, but I don’t think I’ve had friends over to the house since I started back to work full-time last winter. I know they wouldn’t care (many of them work or are so busy child rearing that they share a similar household state), but it weighs on me. So this past weekend - with an office in DESPERATE need of organizing - we called in reinforcements. And you know, it always works out that after the house is put back in order, we get more sitdown time with the kids. And that makes everything wonderful again.
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