I called a family meeting. The only item on the agenda was ME. You can imagine how well it went.
The first difficulty was getting all four of us in the same place at the same time. Finally on Sunday night there was a 15 minute window of opportunity before I lost them all to Merlin.
So I have my captive audience, and honestly DOCS the children were only tied up for a short period of time it’s not a regular thing.
“I’ve called this meeting to talk about ME”.
“You? What’s wrong with you?”
“There’s nothing wrong with me, I’m just going to be very busy for the next month and I want to tell you why”.
And so I talked, about the life-long dreams I had set aside to care for them and how now they were older it was time to turn my attention back to those dreams.
The interruptions were numerous, and I still don’t know how we got to “we learnt about sex today at school”. Yes I know, I’d got the note explaining it was the annual video/diagram presentation where teachers got the joy of explaining how babies were made. However, this was not the topic of our family meeting.
But all agreed the blog thing was great “Good on you mum, it’s looking good, we like the blog”. The novel thing a little harder to grasp, but they don’t have to understand they just have to LET ME WORK.
“Now look because I’m going to be busy, everyone is going to have to help out more, we have to try to keep the house tidy, do the dishwasher, even wash a load of clothes occasionally.”
“What about my homework?”, “dance concert?”, “band performances?”.
We just have to be more organised I stressed. It is possible to do it all. (Even I was finding it hard to believe the words coming out of my mouth).
“Yeah OK Mum can we watch Merlin now?”
I’m not sure my message got through, but I’m clinging to the dream. 2000 words and a blog post every day for a month. Yes I can. Yes I can.