I'm learning to "delegate"...

I've always been an "I'll do it myself" kinda gal. It's just easier that way, right? Nothing gets screwed up; it's done the way you want it - the right way. Over time, you learn that you CAN NOT possibly do everything that needs to be done, especially when you've got a trail of boys behind you. Perhaps now I see why the boys have that "I'll do it myself" tantrum when it comes to tasks that give them a sense of self-accomplishment.

While pregnant with Devin, I received a special "I'll Miss You" card from a coworker and friend. She gave me some great advice on preparing for Devin's arrival and first days at home. She must have told me to "delegate" about 3 times in that personalized card. At some point, it's a method of survival, I suppose.

It is with great pleasure, to have taken this advice and depend on Rudy to get Dominic and Donovan ready for bed each night: teeth brushed, PJs on and books read. Meanwhile, this gives me the opportunity to spend some time with Devin, get him ready for bed, and do a couple loads of laundry or run the dishwasher. Unfortunately, this time is often spent here on the computer blogging away and seeing what's happening with those people I call "friends" - people who have no clue I spend a lot of time snooping into their lives.

SO --- although I am happy with the way I delegated this simple task, I often wonder, "what was I thinking?" Late night wrestling leads to cranky morning - don't want to get up- kids!

After waiting long enough for silence to set in, I couldn't take it any longer, and had to observe what was keeping the kids awake way past their bedtime...

Yes, Rudy's piled in there somewhere!