I survived the weekend!! Due to a variety of situations, I was solo parenting for most of it.
I don't know if anyone recalls but a number of years ago (well before children) my husband worked at a hobby store. TTRPGs, Trading Card Games like Magic: the Gathering and Pokemon, Warhammer in its various iterations, models, boardgames, all the fun geeky stuff. Unfortunately, when minimum wage went up, about 6 years ago, the boss couldn't afford him anymore, I should clarify, the boss couldn't afford him 'legally'. He was offering to pay Hubby under the table, but we have a mortgage and he has to show income or we could lose our house. Doubly unfortunate (for the store), the loss of Hubby meant that the store kind of took a dip. It still exists, but is not nearly what it was when Hubby last worked there. Hubby is still on good terms with the owner, plays at the store every week for his RPG sessions, and goes out to drinks with the owner every so often.
It looks like he may have a part time gig there for now, which, if he's as amazing as I know he is, he may be able to go back to work for the store once he shows how much business he brings in. Now, he's looking into options to see if he can be a contractor or something, but for now it's on a day to day basis. This weekend was a big pre-release weekend for one of the card games, so he went in and helped run the events. Which meant both Friday and Saturday he didn't get home till almost midnight.
Friday I got home and he walked out the door. Munchie was napping, and would. not. wake. up. Ultimately she slept from 6 pm to 6 am, skipping supper and everything. I tried to get her up to eat and she sat up, mumbled at me, then laid down and crashed again. I fed Biggie, he fussed and whined because apparently Chicken is now poison to him (the kid who couldn't get enough a week or so ago), and threw a complete tantrum right beside Munchie on the couch, and she didn't even twitch. Eventually I got jammies on Biggie, started to get them on Munchie, she woke up, put her arms in her sleeves and immediately back to sleep. Decided to get Biggie settled on the couch, cue adorable toddler stomping and declarations of "NO. MOM. MY!! NO. BED!!" and Munchie muttered at me about him being too loud. I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs, she said yes, I picked her up and made it to the bottom of the stairs before she whined she was cold and needed to go back on the couch under her blanket. Got Biggie to bed, let Munchie get a little more asleep and then carried her to bed, at which point she declared she needed her book and song. I read her favourite book that I can recite from memory, so as not to turn the lights on, sang a quick song and she was gone again. All told it was a fairly easy, but entertaining, evening.
Saturday, Munchie ate her full breakfast (no surprise, she was probably starving), then we got Biggie up and plunked in the car because Hubby and I had Osteopath appointments. Munchie really wanted to go to the library to play and that was initially the plan, we'd do our appointments, drop Hubby at the hobby store, then back to the library. Hubby realized he'd forgotten the diaper bag and I'd have to swing by home. As we were about 5 minutes away, I realized that Biggie was sleeping and we'd really only get an hour at the library max before having to go get lunch, which would likely be McDonalds. So I asked Munchie if she wanted me to call Grandma and Grandpa (my mom and her hubby) and see if we could visit the house in the woods, or did she still want to go to the library. She hemmed and hawed and then decided G&G's. Luckily, they were available. So I grabbed the diaper bag, some food for me, and at the last minute, the kids' snowpants, hats and mitts (thank goodness), and off we went on our adventure.
I called Hubby to tell him about the change of plans, and he reminded me that we were supposed to be dumped on with a winter storm that afternoon. I promised him I'd keep an eye on the storm and leave before it got to us. Got to G&G's and the kids had a great time. Last weekend Munchie had a Gramma sleepover and Biggie and I had gone to the house in the woods where Grandma had measured Biggie on her special wall and found that he'd grown 2" since October. Well, first thing he did was lead Munchie to the back room to show her, so SHE needed to be measured to, she's gone up 1" herself! They both wanted to see where my cousin' line was (who's 6'5"). Biggie may just catch up to him.
Both kids did fantastic for lunch, it's something special when Grandpa cooks your grilled cheese, and then we went outside to play in the snow. Grandpa pulled Munchie around on the sled, we tried to get Biggie on there, but he'd only sit until he had a chance to roll off. Munchie loved it! Biggie just wanted to follow her path because it looked like train tracks "Choo choo Mommy!" The snow was easily knee deep on him, so it was quite the workout for both of us as I had to help him stay upright.
Then it was inside for play time, hot chocolate, and rice krispie square making. I kept a close eye on the weather, and we headed out with a decent amount of time. Both kids crashed in the car within 5 minutes. They were still out when I swung by the hobby store to drop of a tea to Hubby, then went home. Munchie woke up enough to get her coat and boots off and toddle over to the couch, where she crashed again. Then I brought Biggie in and he took a bit of time to wake up.
Dinner was a fiasco. Neither kid really wanted to eat, Munchie tried to sleep through it again, but I wouldn't let her this time. Biggie refused anything but snacks, and I barely managed to get Munchie to eat an Eggo waffle.
After that insanity, I decided it was bath time, and since both kids needed a bath, I plunked some toys in the big soaker tub and got both of them in there to just get it done. Then I left Munchie downstairs to watch some TV on the guest bed, while Biggie and I played a bit. Munchie woke up enough to come play upstairs until bed time, then she went down fine, and Biggie and I had some disagreements. He finally ate his waffles, and then crashed, but this child is seriously going through a stubborn streak.
Sunday I was supposed to have the car, but plans changed. Hubby had to go move his Great Aunt's car from Toronto to Brantford and that required a tow. He and his mom drove out and what was supposed to be done by noon didn't get done till 7 pm. To say he was frustrated would be an understatement. The kids and I had an indoor day, we mad obstacle courses in the play room, baked some cookies, had a bit of screen time, and generally chilled. Biggie was weird about his food again, didn't want Mac and Cheese, which again, last week could not get enough of?? Munchie did pretty good though, which is relieving.
I'm now finishing off the crazy project from last week, but thankfully my coworker is back and will take everything else on from here. Now that the insanity is settling, I'm hoping to get back to the gym. My physiotherapist has told me to do the bike rather than the treadmill in order to strengthen my knee with no impact. I'm totally fine with this, because I can read my book while I'm at it.
It was a busy weekend, but a good one. I knew I had to get the kids out of the house or they would have mutinied. Both of them are mostly ok health wise, minor stuffiness and coughing, but nothing serious at this point. (Of course I'm knocking on ALL of the wood). Neither kid has had any medication since Friday, so I think that's a good sign in and of itself. Now that the insanity has died down, hopefully we can get back to even keel and move forward.
