When I started telling people we were pregnant with our second child there were many giggles. Several people told us, “its about to get harder.” At first it was harder. Managing a kindergartner with a baby in tow, and going back to work while juggling pumping, lunch boxes and ballet lessons – it was certainly not easy. But we made it.
Admittedly, the last few years we have been cruising a bit. When I was working we had a full time sitter. If one of us needed to work late or traffic was challenging she helped run kids around. Sometimes schedules were a little tight, but we made it to every swim practice, soccer game, Science Olympiad study session, etc.
Now that I’m at home during the day and going to school at night, it is harder. Frequently its just my husband driving two kids to two different sports in two different parts of town. (We tried to select activities near each other, but it didn’t work.) Its no better on Saturdays. So, we find ourselves in the routine of coordinating who will be where when, relatively healthy dinners, bedtimes and – oh yeah – homework.
And here’s the thing: I don’t see it getting any better anytime soon.
Next year our oldest will be in middle school and the little guy will be in kindergarten. So we are sure to have more activities. Its at least four more years until she learns to drive. Probably five more (? I don’t know the teen driving laws these days) before she can get herself to practices and rehearsals. Plus, will we still want to be at the games and major events.
I love my kids and I love fueling their passions for sports and other activities. But gosh darn it – two is tougher than one.