In two days I am going on vacation ALONE with my husband!!!!! I’m so unbelievably excited, words cannot express. However, I am slightly (well a tad more than slightly) concerned about the well being of my parents, the unsuspecting caregivers to my monsters. I’m concerned about the abuse, the physical endurance, and the long hours necessary to keep this ship running.
The nice thing about my parents babysitting is that they are so involved in our daily life that they know what we do and how we do it. They know where the activities are and how to get there. They know our bedtime ritual almost as well as the kids know it, even the places where the kids try to push our buttons. My parents are without a doubt completely capable of doing this.
The problem is that it is hard! It is hard doing the juggling act for one day, let alone five!!! There’s the shlepping which is endless and managing all their things (clothes, food, and toys)!!!! I am used to doing the shlepping with my mom tag teaming an alternative activity. Can my parents manage the divide and conquer? Making sure each child has their appropriate milk (each child drinks a different kind of milk), making sure each child has their appropriate outfit for the appropriate activity, or that each child has the toy that they NEED at that particular moment. OY!!!
My biggest concern is the behavior. I’d like to think that my kids will be on their best behavior because they are spending time with their grandparents who they love so much but that would be completely silly of me to expect. Drew has had horrible listening lately (you can read about that here) and Gabby has more attitude than I know what to do with. So between Drew IGNORING directions and Gabby having to do everything at her pace when she wants, my parents may never get them out of the house in the morning! Not to mention the baby who is inconsistently happy, which I’ll blame on teething but have no proof to solidify that argument!
I am so grateful that I have parents who allow me to have this special opportunity with my husband. I am so grateful that I have parents who love and enjoy my children enough that they don’t even wince when propositioned to babysit for five consecutive days. I am so grateful that my parents are the kind of parents that would bend over backwards for me, even at the cost of their own well being. And because I have the absolute best parents in the whole world, I hope my kids put on their best behavior and make life as easy as possible for them. Even if the cost is that they are going to torture me when I get back. I’ll take it!