Feeling The Burn

Jeff started a new job recently, which takes him out of the house for many more hours than we're used to. It's been a bit of an adjustment, to say the least. He loves it, though, so I'm very happy about that. The only bad part about it is he works retail hours, so the busiest times are the weekends. If you want to make money in sales it usually works out to be beneficial to work the busiest times ; ) So today he had to work, and we had a graduation party to attend. It was my cousin's high school graduation and they decided to have his party at a bowling alley. I have to tell you it was the greatest time! We're a big extended family so they rented the whole place just for us and the kids had a blast. Remy took home the trophy for his age group; he was so proud and couldn't wait to tell Dad! By the end of the party I was really beginning to feel the effects of parenting mostly by myself the last three weeks. It makes me wonder how moms with husbands that travel do it.

Last night I had the pleasure of babysitting a three month old. I put my info out on sittercity.com to see if I could earn some play money. This couple contacted me about a month ago to see if I would be interested in doing some overnights for them. They have no family in town, so they were hoping to find a reliable sitter. We met at my house last month for an "interview" (I had to laugh when they told me "You having five kids kind of speaks for itself, but...") and they told me they would be in touch. I figured they had moved on to someone who maybe had more flexibility when I hadn't heard from them again, but they called last week to see if I was able to watch their baby this weekend. Hmmmm.....let's see, do I want to snuggle a little itty baby and get paid for it?!? You betcha! She was simply adorable and couldn't have been any easier. I almost (I said almost) felt guilty taking their money! I do have to say I was curious to see how I would react holding a little one again. It goes without saying that I would love another, but some days (the really crazy ones) I stop and think if it stops here I might be okay with it. It certainly is getting easier the older the kids get, and I often think about how throwing a newborn in to the mix would change it up, especially with Jeff working so much more. But, alas, I was totally, completely sucked right back in to that wondeful, delicious babyness and know in my heart I'd really love another. I'm just glad it's up to Him to decide because I know He knows me best of all.