Both Josh and I were on call this past weekend. The weather was terrible (hello summer storm season . . .), so at least we didn’t miss out on any outdoor family fun.
Honestly, I ended up sort of shifting gears into total survival mode. And it ended up being okay. I know myself, and I am much happier when I intentionally give myself a break sometimes. For me this is much preferable to blowing things off and then feeling bad about not meeting my prior commitments to myself.
On Friday I decided:
- To take 3 days off from all workouts (Fri – Sun)
- To allow myself time to read each day (either at lunchtime, or while the kids watch a movie at night). I’m now 60% through my 3rd Summer Reading pick, Ayesha at Last. I think it’s my favorite pick so far!
- To sleep in until the kids were up Fri – Sun
- To make sure I have enough childcare coverage for our call weekend (our nanny worked 10-5 both days and I spent most of that time at the hospital)
- That I’d basically get whatever takeout I wanted (Starbucks scones = call week staple)
- That I would not stress about some extra evening screen time for A&C — it’s summer, after all
So, as you might imagine from the above, we didn’t do much. The kids got a lot of rest time (which is fine b/c camp starts tomorrow and appears to be action-packed!) and our only family outing was to Dairy Queen (Reese’s pb cup Blizzard = excellent call treat) on Saturday night.
3 of my favorite pix from the weekend:
And you know what? It was nice. I love waking up early, working out, etc. But sometimes a break feels therapeutic, and call weekends are a reasonable time to shift gears into a lower, slower mode.
It’s Monday and I feel better already — and ready to get back to my normal routine.
In other news, the kids start camp already today! Or at least they are supposed to. Annabel injured her foot yesterday (fell carrying G down the stairs . . . luckily at least G was unscathed) and may or may not be able to bear weight. If she can’t, we’ll have to have her evaluated and it’s probably not wise to send her crawling/hopping into her first day . . .