It was Friday afternoon last week and, although happy to have spent so much time with my husband and children during the week, I was happy that our staycation was ending. My relief lasted about 10 hours because the following morning I got a call from the nanny. Upon returning from vacation, she fell and broke her other wrist while out with her daughters.
This time, the break required surgery and Alain and I are doing childcare and full-time work. While I'm tired as can be and it's only been two weeks , this has been a test that we have passed with flying colors.
Besides the significant increase in fatigue and sleep deprivation that are standard for parents of two young and active toddlers, we have managed pretty well. The house is clean and orderly, work is moving along, the boys are happy to hang out with us, and we love spending more time with them. It gives me peace of mind that, where we ever forced to go sans nanny indefinitely, we could do it. The main sacrifice? Time with my hubby. I think we would need many more date nights to make up the difference.
I've been worrying about what we will do 3 or 4 years from now when we no longer have a nanny because both boys will be in school and, come summer break, we have to do it all ourselves. I guess I have a feasible answer.