Work is the new me time.... for now

As with most Mums, before the children came along, I had plenty of time to myself. I would read, take a long hot soak in the bath or potter around in my studio, making cushion covers and fiddling with fabrics and buttons and seeing what I could come up with. Now, its a whole new ball game. The chance to do anything on my own without a helper or observer means 5 minutes to myself and usually takes place in the form of putting the washing away on my own, cleaning the bathroom, popping to Tesco and work.  

Yes, you read right. Work. Let me explain. I'm lucky to work in the family business. It means there's flexibility there with the children. I usually do one day a week in the office and the rest from home and take time off as and when. Which is great and I'm always grateful for it, especially the last few weeks as my MiL has been poorly and hasn't been able to look after the girls one day a week as she normally does. Yesterday was my first day back in the office since 6th January.

It goes without saying. I adore my girls but I I have always liked my own company. It isn't that I don't like being around other people but I find after a while I need some time alone. I'm the sort of person who would rather visit you than have people round so that I can leave when I'm ready to go rather than waiting for someone to go.  

My in-laws are the only family I have living nearby to help out and with them working full time and having other commitments I don't like to ask them to help out too much.  So when I have my day in the office, its a chance for me to step away from Mummy commitments. Yes, I think about them during the day and wonder what they are up to but its also a chance for me to switch off from the constant worries and thoughts. Why has it gone quiet? Why is T crying? Who broke something? And the list goes on. The chance to get engrossed in something and feel like I'm achieving something is quite nice. And even though I share an office with my husband, its quite nice having some adult conversation, even if it is often about the girls! 

I've been asked if I don't have enough Me Time when the girls go to bed. Well the answer to that is no. I don't. A Google search for Me Time comes up with this: 
 work, me time, working mum

And it perfectly sums it up. Once the girls go to bed, that time is spent cooking dinner, washing up, ironing and pottering around the house doing the little chores that are easier to do when little helpers are in bed. That's not to mention trying to work of an evening as well as going up and down to the girls when they wake up - last night, for example, they are full of cold and I've been up to them approximately 6 times in 3 hours. 

In an ideal world, I would rather be getting my Me Time in another way, but for now, it'll do. 

What do you class as Me Time? Do you think its important or can you manage without? 

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