Well, it’s July 1st. That means that here at Blueberry Acres, we are sliding downhill (fast) into August where our little Blueberry will start her first day of “real” school. I began to get misty eyed about it as I thought through the month of June and decided to take her out of the part-time preschool that she has been attending. Seemed like a good plan at the time.
However, that means that now in addition to working from home part-time, taking care of Blueberry Acres full-time and occassionally shaving my legs…I need to find a way to provide care for the squirt 24/7 while working to keep that balance without having to sneak into the kitchen to fortify myself with wine on days that end in a Y.
Enter in quiet time. We have decided that we will follow the advice of oh-so-many other bloggy moms and dads with structured quiet time. While I wish my little Blueberry still slept in my arms, the reality is that those days are gone. However, I still need (crave, depend on, am crazy for) that quiet time in the afternoon where I feel like if I have to answer another question from a 5 going on 23 year old, I will lose what is left of my mind. As a result…we’re going to a post lunch regimen that involves the kiddo going to her room for exactly one hour each afternoon. What she does when she gets there doesn’t matter to me as long as no cats are involved, she doesn’t blow the roof off the house and no hour ends with a fun ride in an ambulance. Beyond that, she can read Dostoyevsky, play with her guys or paint her toenails blue..whatever.
solitary confinement quiet time, we’re trying to be a little more loose on bedtime so that she can enjoy more evening farm time. I don’t know if I have ever seen a more beautiful fireworks display than the one the fireflies put on around here at dusk. We’re also asking her to be more involved with the evening poultry routine. What’s that you ask? Well, often it’s where I stand in the various poultry yards trying to convince everyone to go into their coops while cursing their moms and telling them I’m looking forward to Thanksgiving, etc. It’s not my finest moment. But, add in some Blueberry, and well things get a lot easier…that kid is the dang chicken whisperer. She has had an almost magical pull over these birds from day one whether they were chickens or turkeys and she can wrangle them into the coop with limited effort. It helps reduce my workload and stress…but also gives her a little extra shot of exercise after dinner. While it means that she goes to bed a little later, it also means that she is sleeping in a little more. That works nicely for me! While Sheldon would prefer to be strict with the routine, I’m finding that a little flexibility here is going a long way.
Introducing regular chores of her choice. We have struggled with this for a while now. We want to introduce the concept of a weekly allowance, but we don’t want her to think that money will always be handed to her without work. When we have tried to introduce chores for dollars in the past, it’s fizzled out fairly quickly. Especially when she gets her piggy bank and tries to pay me to do some of her chores because she doesn’t want to. Obviously she has mastered the concept…it’s just not of interest. So, now we are going to one unrewarded chore per day (in addition to picking up after herself) and we’re hoping that by doing so, we’ll continue to get her to invest in how things operate, look, etc around here. Plus, if she is doing more then we are doing less.
But, I’m curious…for the other bloggy moms/dads out there….what do you to balance your day?