Celebrating two years of being a stay at home dad, evaporated last week with the arrival of a……gulp………job!
Some friends of Cia’s from way back own a chain of coffee shops (it pays to have friends in high places!) and they needed an extra pair of hands on a new project so here I am…gainfully employed, albeit part time.
Not that it feels part time with the whole job of getting up, getting everybody ready, wrapped up and delivered to school/kindergarten and all in time for the 8.14 train into Oslo. And then of course the reverse at the other end of the day, plus dinner of course. No time for error or dallying.
However, it is great to be a fully paid up, productive member of society again. We all know how much ‘value’ is attached to raising kids and keeping house. The myth that staying home is all coffee mornings and daytime TV, could only have been invented by a corporate male who has never been anywhere near a nappy!
Don’t misunderstand me, I loved it and if finances had allowed, I would have done it till the kids went to university, but an ‘easy’ option it is not. The lack of structure compared to ‘proper work’ means that that it can feel a little non stop with no time off for good behaviour!
So, I am now going through the ‘guilty’ feelings of not spending so much time with Julia and William. Everyone we talk to seems to feel the same way.
However, as usual, the kids don’t seem to notice any change and just get on with everything without too much drama…….