Most of the time, I love being a working parent. Seriously. It’s how I keep a sense of self, how I help provide for my family, and how I feel accomplished. That said, there’s some parts that aren’t so fun.
- Making doctor’s appointments. I had the hardest time scheduling Abbie’s second flu shot this year. Despite the fact it would only take 5 minutes and I only needed to see a nurse, they wouldn’t schedule it outside of weekdays from 8am to 4pm. That would require Chris or I taking a minimum of an hour or two off work…for a five minute shot. Ridiculousness. Plus, my doctor’s office does have some extended and Saturday hours…what’s the point of those if you won’t let people use them? As a result, Abbie got her second flu shot three months after the first at her regular checkup instead of one month after. Oh well.
- People assume you would like to be a SAHM. Well, I probably never would (see this post). I’m sure SAHMs deal with the opposite of this.
- My daycare provider spends more time during the week with Abbie than I do. The end of the day is hard – we have to eat dinner, squeeze in playtime, and get Abbie ready for bed within 2.5 hours of getting home. It’s not a lot of time, and sometimes she’s cranky, which makes everyone frustrated. The frustration sucks…all you want to do is spend time with your kid, and all they want to do is cry.
- My daycare provider also does the majority of the disciplining. While I love and trust her, it’s rough to not know exactly what’s going on at all times. Now that she’s a toddler, I feel like I’m saying “no” to Abbie all the time and wonder if she has to too.
- Weekends wear you out. Since we’re not used to running after Abbie all day, we definitely need to take naps along with her on the weekends!
- Housework takes a serious backseat. It only gets done on weekends or after your kid is in bed…and not nearly often enough.
- PTO = Child sick leave. Let me tell you, I’m pretty terrified of being without PTO. It’s one of the reasons I practically never take off – because I’ll need it if Abbie ever gets sick. It doesn’t help that I earn PTO pretty slowly, and that my company doesn’t differentiate between sick and vacation time – it’s all the same. I don’t take random days off anymore, and if Abbie or I have a doctor’s appointment, I make up the hours the rest of the week. It’s just how it is – I have to hoard them just in case.
I wouldn’t change it. Seriously, I wouldn’t…but sometimes I wish there was an in-between. Fellow working moms, what would you add to my list?