Relay race (a.k.a. tag team parenting)

I'm out of shape from blogging. I've been away from posting for a while and it is just hard to get back to it. But rather than daintily dunk my big toe into the water and walk back to my warm and comfy deck chair, I decided I might as well jump right in (duck - you might get wet).

Photo credit - ♥Sage - Flickr

Seth came back from a week on the other coast for business and having stayed as strong as possible for the week given the demands on us (for me as a parent and for him professionally), we both let down our guards and we BOTH GOT SICK! Bummer.

Peace seems to prevail at the moment, so here I am with the rare opportunity to blog about how we manage when both of us are sick.

I have to raise my hat HIGH to single moms. Because I am not creative enough (perhaps due to lack of necessity) to come up with a better solution to this kind of situation than tag team parenting. It goes something like this....

Seth wakes up with the kids and fixes them breakfast.
Tag.
He goes to work out. I keep the kids from killing each other (in part by making them eat the uneaten food on the kitchen table. That food that they insisted they wanted for breakfast). You come home.
Tag.
I go to the market. Seth sets timers for each child to play with certain lego pieces to ensure that everything is "fair."
Tag.
Seth takes David to a play date. I take Ruth to a birthday party.
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We meet at a park and I go work out (OK, maybe I don't work out as I should, but this is just for purposes of illustration anyway). We get home and work together on dinner (Seth is a true prince that way) taking turns mediating peace talks between the kids.

Back to reality... Seth has been napping a few hours. When he wakes up, it will be my turn. In the meantime, I feed the kids and myself and make sure the kids don't kill each other.

Oh, I will be SO READY for my nap.

Tag.
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